Dark Moor - The Bane Of Daninsky, The Werewolf

It's a long hard way To find a solution So I feel so stray Day by day And when Moon's full I'm the evil Evil's tool Causing a dastardly havoc I can't retaliate But when I'm a man again I've got just a rest of pain When I turn into my shape just A sense of guilt remains I feel ferocious Oh ooh oh, howling for the mayhem I've just made I feel atrocious Oh ooh oh, howling at the moon before it fades Yes, it's a malady I can not suffer at all Seek a remedy And just fall And when moon's full I'm the evil's tool Inside me a harsh beast wailing I hardly hold in But when sun appears I'm sane I'm released from my cruel bane And I'm able to endeavor To clean up my soul stain