Ódio Social: Levante, LP (Vinyl)
Ódio Social: Levante, LP (Vinyl)
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Ódio Social
Levante
  • LP (Vinyl)
  • Germany
Klappcover
  • Break The Silence
  • (none)
  • Red Star Recordings
  • (none)
  • 13 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX / EX
  • used
  • surface marks on vinyl

tracks

A1

São Paulo Nunca Dorme

A2

Canal Terror

A3

Evolução/Revolução

A4

Insanidade

A5

Bastardos Da Pátria

A6

Não Serão Os Últimos Dias

A7

Falsidade

B1

Retrato Da Agonia

B2

Deus Grana

B3

Vai Mudar, Pra Melhor

B4

Grito De Guerra

B5

Segue Impune O Violador

B6

As Ruínas Do País Do Amanhã

Credits

Recorded by
  • Fábio Hardcaos Discos

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