Testo Evil Lurks

Evil lurks inside the moon
They say you think I'm a brute
Flying west and towards [?]
The evil lurks

Evil lurks inside the moon
Children dance inside cocoon
Like I [?] fish at the pontoon Yes, evil lurks

Evil lurks inside the moon
Lifting [?] and times and moods
Wanna shave heads, I think I'm off my meds
Yes, evil lurks

Evil lurks inside the moon
And there [?] no more room
Kiss your children goodbye
'Cause we're flying way too high
And evil lurks
Yes, evil lurks