*Theatre of Creeps by Circle Of Tyrants blares in the arena*
Circle Of Tyrants,
Circle Of Tyrants,
Attack you like the "Dawn Of The Dead".

Killa-mo walks out of the Entrance ramp with a look of good taste on his face. He's ready to prove that he can go past the first round in singles..
I send you all to Satan, send you to the Devil decapitated,
Splattered, degraded, rather amazing manners of hatred manifestation,
The cannibal data-related to random standards of ********' faggots stabbed in they faces,
Buckets of acid, hitchike with truckers in traffic,
I'm stuck on a path where the outcome is nothing but tragic,
My outer appearance is nothing but average,
Inside of my brain structure, the primary function is madness,
Torture these chambers, puttin' blow torches to faces,
Corpses in my basement, torsos are my favorite,
Autopsy's invigerating, killing you is refreshing and liberating,
Playing with the dead is extensively tittelating,
Humans are extremely expensive but really tasty,
Sell you on the black market in pieces to anybody who pays me,
Limited quantity, culinary sodomy,
Unique cuisine, delicacy, the ultimate in quality.
Announcer: THE FOLLOWING FIRST ROUND MATCHUP IS SET FOR ONE FALL. AND IS A NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH. INTRODUCING FIRST. FROM THE EASTSIDE OF DETROIT, MICHIGAN WEIGHING IN AT 252 POUNDS. RETURNING FOR THE 2ND YEAR IN A ROW. HE PLACED 3RD PLACE IN THE 2010 WGUT TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT. HE IS VIOLENT BY NATURE. KILLLLLLLLLLLLLA-MO ONE...EHIT...SEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!

Killa-mo slides into the ring and removes his ring gear. Under normal circumstances he would use a weapon into his matches but he surprisingly does not look to be carrying one at all. Could it be he's planning to wrestle? No time to think as Killa-mo looks to the crowd and gives a viking roar for a quick pop.