In the dark archives of the unholy tome known as “6, SIX, vI,” our origins are inscribed, but we’ll spare you the full prophecy—for now. We, mere mortals once known as “Sike Sick” and “CAMO,” hail from Martinsburg, West Virginia. After raising a ruckus that stretched far beyond this realm, we found ourselves descending into Hell , where we crossed paths with my grandfather (SIKE’s dad). He sent us on a twisted journey of self-discovery, but righteousness? Nah, not our style.
We’re here to wreak havoc, fueled by the fires of Hell , slaying every track in our path. Together, we are “HELL’Z BELLZ,” both on the mic and off it. So, heed this warning: when you hear the bells, your time is already up. The Father. The Son. & The Unholy Most are already with you.