Nyaope - Vulvodynia, Martin Matousek

Sweating profusely

Convulsing upon the floor

Vomit spills forth

Explosive diarrhoea

Broken bottles and dirty needles

Smell of feces begins to fill the air

I will die here if I don’t get my fix

Under the bridge amidst the filth

Creeping through the alleyways, looking for my victim!

Hiv Infected humans

Their ARV’s I’ll take!

I am Nyaope

I will eat your brain

I am death sent

Your soul I will drain

Black tar and blisters on every finger tip!

I’m dead inside!

Fuck my life!

Black tar and blisters on every finger tip!

I’m dead inside!

Fuck my life!

Weed and rat poison mixed up with heroin

Add in your AIDs meds and then we roll it up!

Pass me that fire lets smoke this Wonga

Pupils dilate as we begin to smoke

Lifeless body slumped over lost control

Evil incarnate!

Nyaope has my soul

Creeping through their arteries

Right into their hearts

Feed upon their minds and soul

A walking piece of art

I am Nyaope

I will eat your brain

I am death sent

Your soul I will drain, yuh

As Nyaope takes it’s hold

Darkness envelopes all

Nothing insight but a speck of light!

I must journey in order to discover death

Silence where there was nothing but suffering