*the lights go out in the arena, an eerie laugh is heard over the speakers, progenies of the great apocolypse starts playing as a shadowy figure reaches the ring, the lights lift to show that chimaira is in the ring, his tormented eyes staring at the back, pulling a microphone to his face he starts to talk*
"i am out here to talk about a so called wrester in the back, he who decides to wear a mask *chimaira runs his fingers accross his own mask* and why does he wear this mask?, has he got something to cover up?!, Does he have some disfigurement which he does not want shown to the world around him??, NO he wears it just for the sake of wearing it, i want him to come down to this ring so that i personally can tear the mask off his face before i tear his body limb from limb and just for the fun of things, i shall raise my mask so that he can see why a mask is needed, so bring that masked moron out here so i can start the suffering"