Society's Decline: No Angel On The Shoulder Of The World, LP (Vinyl)
Society's Decline: No Angel On The Shoulder Of The World, LP (Vinyl)
Society's Decline: No Angel On The Shoulder Of The World, LP (Vinyl)
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Society's Decline
No Angel On The Shoulder Of The World
  • LP (Vinyl)
  • European Union
limited edition of 100 copies on half purple/half black vinyl, insert included, D-Beat from Sweden
  • Phobia Records
  • (PR 139)
  • Kibou Records
  • (KIBOU029)
  • Mangel Wax
  • (MW008)
  • Dark Elk Records
  • (DE004)
  • 11 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX / EX
  • used

tracks

A1

Vanishing Point

A2

Death For Profit

A3

Modern Day Lobotomy

A4

Reign Of The Imbecile

A5

Deathwatch

B1

No Angel On The Shoulder Of The World

B2

Grief And Despair

B3

End Of Days

B4

Disillusioned

B5

Witch Hunt

B6

Bombs Are Still Falling

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