Like The Day I Was Born
Like Those Misty Mountains
Freedom Eludes Me
Like The Yellow Submarine
My Cold War
Against Me
Like a Soldier
Guarding My Convictions
When Right is Wrong
When Life Is a Tool
When We Accept
God Died Long Back I Guess
And Left Us In Cold
To Fight And Die
Who's Next
Who's Gonna Set Us Free
Swine Flu
The Black Night Rain
Washing out Our Sins
The End Of Human Kind
By The Enemies We cannot Fight With Atom Bombs
My Words Will Become Alien to Me
Oneday
I Will Be Free
From All My Freedom Ideas
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