The Bane of Daninsky, the Werewolf Songtext
von Dark Moor
The Bane of Daninsky, the Werewolf Songtext
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
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
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
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
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
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
Writer(s): Francisco Jose Garcia Sanchez, Enrique Garcia Perena Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com