Evil

There's something in a Prophet
I feel it on a sunny day
It's floating in your pocket
(Times just flowing
Bleeding slowly)

I feel it in your footsteps
I see it in the way you move
You're living in a red day
(Endless stairway
Living proof)

Evil

Evil

Evil

Evil

Still hissing at the daylight
Skip stepping underneath the moon
I'm flowing after midnight
(Static people
Change my mood)

I don't know how to stop it
I never seem to stay in line
Still floating in your pocket
I wanna feel it all the time

Evil

Evil

Evil