Their concerts register noise violations - in accompanying states.
Their guitar solos are so furious, all five fingers of the lead guitarist's hand are considered professional pyrotechnic engineers in and of themselves.
They drop the bass so low, the Marianas trench gets envious.
In order to describe the depth of feeling in their lyrics, you would have to invent a new language, beautiful enough to do a description justice.
Thundering through seventy two countries on the bright side of greased lightning, the band hammers home the sound of a thousand atom bombs, melodically laced through the chorus of a trilion lions roaring in perfect harmony.
Their first album, sold over 400 million copies - before it was even released.
Their greatest hit "The Warlords Wardrobe upon the Bloodied Mountains of a Thousand Suns" has never been heard, for fear of it's pure, unfiltered radical energy creating a new sun and burning through the earths surface.
They are, BLEED THE SKIES OF VENGEANCE.