D.J. Paul - Portrait of a Serial k**a lyrics

[Verse 1: DJ Paul] Picture this; my mind is in a standstill I'm dreamin' of bodies and evil thoughts because I wanna k** Voices are speakin', they sayin' things that I never heard But I'm understandin' and makin' sense of these foreign words ... persons gotta die When I awake in my sleep another innocent body cry In night-time I dream evil thoughts of mutilated faces Cut up body parts locked in suitcases And then a dream becomes real I don't understand I awake in my sleep and findin' blood on my shakin' hands I walk around as nervous as a dope fiend And everytime I see faces they were in my dreams I thought I k**ed 'em before, but now I do it again Cuttin' they heads off the body and ... With every (?) from a victim I'm growing stronger When d**h finally come I hear the demons all over But then my mind is confused I see a (?) The evil spirit's reborn and tellin' me what to do So I begin the attack with my knife and the mac I see the fear in her eyes and then my body react The doctors covers me, I'm put to rest And I waitin', starin' down in my dark bloody chest And first it was a dream but now I can feel ... In the portrait of a serial k**a [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Sittin' in a dark room sharpening the blades of my razors As I sit in my rocking chair watchin' the sands of the hourgla** The night ist almost gone, I cut my arm And let the crimson trickle down my tongue The rhymes of Lucifer, my visor low Time to make some more [?], but of course it's game time Anticipating d**h is like to me human life Take the head out the freezer then I let the blood Soak all with the with my tongue to the jar Cause I love my meat raw I love the feel to k** and peel the skin off your face And watch the blood spill on the mental illa k**a Who loves to feel when I take ya will to live You give your soul And then you burn deep, deep, deep below 9 times hotter than the fire on Earth Your skin will melt and your eyes will burst This is the curse of Lord Infamous [Movie Dialogue Sample??] [Verse 3: DJ Paul] I tried to recall the events of the night before I stand in a hall of bloody tracks on the floor Voices keep haunting me tellin' me to do evil things And when I fall asleep, a machete swings The streets are baffle when a blade makes contact The demons are quiet now but in night-time they come back I feel like one day I might go and k** my family Cause I can't control the other person inside of me I stare in the mirror and look deep in my features (?) transform me from a man to a creature It began in dream but now I can feel In the portrait of a serial k**a [Halloween Dialogue Sample] IN PROGRESS