Where Are The Children
Needles In Their Veins
Waiting For Something
Waiting For The Rain
I‘m Only Nothing
Nothing You Can Hide
Waiting For Morning
And The Morning Tide
I Can See
What Eyes Are All On Me
Looking For Something
Something You May Find
Searching The Whole World
It‘s Inside Your Mind
Digging A Hole Deep
Deep Inside Your Soul
It‘s The Season
It‘s The Place To Go
You Want A Holy War
You Want Blood On The Shore
You Want To Live Your Life
By The Words That Were Wrote
That We Broke, So Take Note
‘cos You‘re Not Gonna Fall
So Get Up And Revoke
You Want To Scream Allah
Follow Hisballah
All The Religions Of The Conquerors
You Want To Scream Allah.