Look in my eyes. What do you see? The cult of personality. I know your anger. I know your dreams. I’ve been everything you want to be.
Killing Joke’s music is a choice soundtrack for watching the world burn. They breed militant apostates, a zealous armada hell-bent on shredding the diamond filament net of the monolithic corporate control matrix. Killing Joke are hardly losing momentum; they are still very much the spitfire lyrical mavericks we’ve come to ... Lire la suite