O Humid Night

(Melody: "O Holy Night")



O Humid Night

Anopheline mosquitoes

Are circling you in the hope of a meal.

She takes a bite, saliva from her mouthparts

Drool parasites which you can't see or feel



Your brain can get sick,

You will have a coma

After the rage and the headaches have passed

You're veggie soup, home to protozoa,

Mosquito lands, time to go home at last..



Fall on your knees,

Pale, burning with fever

Plasmodia

Are in your blood, were in your spleen

Malaria

There's no real cure, just in your dreams...