Rock'n’roll is dead. Nowadays, rebellion is nothing but a fashion style and marketing trick. But some of us refuse to follow trends. Holding on to the true values of a time when the revolution was evolving in teenagers' basements, to the sound of what would become the hymn of a youth who will never be able to silence their passion and hunger for authenticity. Their fist in the shape of a satanic figure lifted-up to the world in conspiracy, forever master of their own destiny. Long live rock'n’roll.