[from the movie "The Ring"] The horses keep her up at night... she doesn't like it in the barn [Mr. Hyde] In my locker of torn flesh, got three on a meat hook f** a dead p**y then orgasm and leave guck Merc'in' in the bushes waitin' for your car to stall I'll be right there when it does with a blade and start the maul Now you're naked in a barn, do your trachea some harm I'm wrappin' up your arms real tastefully in yarn My kitty scratches you, strikin' you like matches do I got females in my dungeon, about fifty batches full They're all ready to get skinned, kid, their flesh is gettin' pinned By the window near the sun, shine you like aluminum They can run but I am faster, their stamina won't last, dumb c*nts get what they asked for, rot to their disaster [Chorus] Get out of my dreams girl and into my barn My demonous schemes will do you who*es harm Get out of my dreams and into my barn Detaching your spleens, your legs, heads and arms No escape from the torture that you're sure to endure You're naked and soft, it's time to murder you, who*e Peel external fleece with my nails when I slay Rest in eternal peace under big bails of hay [Mr. Hyde] I'll make them bleed, twist and shout, plant a seed then rip it out I throw the sicker out and take a sh** up in her mouth Defecate upon the dead corpse a sh**ty mixture I'll hang it near my bed for a very pretty picture Their daddy's'll miss them after I capture and kiss them Got a hanger to whip them just in case they don't listen My scissor it reap, because their liver is sweet Now deliver the meat to my carnivorous teeth Time to tighten up my crutch, gettin' set to slash them up All bashful s*uts get stuffed with cashew nuts I got all of their nice tits locked up in a vice grip Squirtin' holy fluid like the blood in which Christ did As he got whipped in the garden of thorns Lure them b**hes to my barn then a carca** is born [Chorus] [Mr. Hyde] s*uts are drained of memory, relieved of their extremities Unexpectedly stripped, invaded rectally Stick my dick up your a**, b**h, I consider you raped Got your trip to your casket up on video tape Loosen boots and your skirt down to your panties and bra When I seduce you get hurt, who says you can't be a star Get myself an erection every one or two I slay Got your head on a tray, bury the rest of you in hay My barn is resourceful, I'm harmin' you awful Make 'em swallow a mothball or hundreds of jawfulls Put babes into harnesses then my blade tarnishes Force it through their c*nts, what a beautiful barn this is [Chorus]