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