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