From the bowels of hell emerged the chosen few. Their mission could not be denied. Go forth and bestoweth thy metal up on the children of the world. Let them rejoice in the sweet sounds of distorted guitar and really low growly vocals. Spreadeth the legs of the groupies in the first row and shooteth thy sperm across thier cheeks. The five would be known as Mark, Matt, Dirty, Jack, and.....whoever they could find to play drums that week. And they would have but one mission....to rock your f*cking balls off!!!! Mwauahahahah
Exploding onto the music scene like some big exploding thing, The Prophecy commands every element of metal from the first note to the last beer. With a sound best defined as "fucking loud" by many, one can't help but quiver in the presence of such metal titans as these sexual beings.