Dr. Criti-Kill -

Fade away, from this life

Your time is through

In the hands, of the man

Who created you

Designed for death

Annihilate, what threatens you

Human flesh, rotting cess

Surrounding you

VIOLENCE

Inflicted with hate

CAN’T ESCAPE

The doctor’s fate

EXTERMINATE

All that is pure

FACE DOWN

Dead on the floor

Decapitate, rotting flesh

The end of you

Sadistic thoughts, ripping corpses

Organs pulled

Demented minds

Harbor death, killing spree

Searching for

Mutated beast, eternal feast