Confessions Of A Teenage Sociopath... =========================== A collection of suicidal hate by nemo... nemo can be contacted at tommo@easynet.co.uk point all e-mail with For The Attention of Grant Taylor or use convential mailing techniques and address mail to: Nemo 9 Tovey Road Rosyth Fife Scotland KY11 2AD 1...Todays Lesson 2...Pity You 3...Fatal Information 4...The Thirteenth Monkey 5...Descent 6...Haiku 7...The Human Factor 8...Light Bearer 9...The Noble Art of Warfare 10...Irony? 11...Sensual Suicide 12...H.I.V. 13...Happy Families 14...Just Another Love Song 15...Dead On Arrival 16...Hate/Love ============================================ Todays Lesson =========== I hate. You hate. He hates. She hates. We hate. They hate. You all hate... ============================================================== Pity You ====== Incidence of suicide Petty lies turn back the tide Ghost in the shell Dont feel well Masturbation aint the cure Shattered world ever impure Silently to slip aside Realities of the mind A nicotine fix and a caffeine screw Give me some hash and Ill smoke it with you Couldnít give a damn for morality Live to seek immortality Kill myself as I live and breathe Its a permanent leaf And the cancer spreads... Into my mind Try to sublime Seek to find And seek to lie Trust the thief You know his crime Intolerance can not define The sinners single-handed sign Nicotine, nicotine Nicotines God Caffeine, caffeine Caffeines Satan Bloodied lies of broken glass Shattered individuals make a pass The sixteenth floors A long way down Depression doesnt have to Fall as far Shoot it up Cannnot define Petty system Real crime Pity you the little children You know not what youve lost You gave up the spirit plane To burn this mortal coil Caught between the devil And the deep blue sea Dont need your help Im already down... Pity you... ============================================================== Fatal Information ============ Infiltration generation Brand new kind of sublimation Limited inspiration Cheap, low down contemplation Ignorance is bliss Full blown apocalypse Systematic homicide Open minds real wide Adrenalins on tap Commercialise the crap Through the looking glass Arent Americana crass? Primitive technical Altered views are incidental Abstracts cause the fatal Information from the verbal As he chews the bit Teaches children how to sit Candles are relit Social bullshit ============================================================== The Thirteenth Monkey ================ My body Loves to hate me. My head Burns to raise me. My soul Lies so openly. Please can you Entertain me... I was born to die; I was born to die. Twisted in brutality, Open to cruelty. I was born to die... Drinking to oblivion, Im lying here comatose. The poisons setting in. Hatred fill me I suppose, But... Drunkenly I lie here. Stupidly I die here. Whats the point? The simplest truth Can be so obtuse. I was born To die... ============================================================== Descent ====== Systematic abuse, Theyve found a new use For their threadbare noose. They wont cut you loose, Drain your blood for juice. Ive begun my Descent Into madness Descent Into hell Descent Into oblivion I descend I descend I descend I descend Dont lie to me. Dont cry for me. Keep on abusing me In my descent... =============================================================== Haiku ===== If I were a fly, I would eat shit. But because Im human, I suffer shit. The animals have got it easy, But the monkey had to learn to talk. Now we are taught to fuck things up... =============================================================== The Human Factor =============== My tool For rape Has learnt a new crime... My utility For hate Has created a new pain... It hurts For fun It lusts For fun It kills For fun It rapes... It is an instrument For my self-destruction. A weapon With which to inflict pain. It brings about A detritus of harm. I t inflicts itself, My tool for rape... My friend, You described it As the ruiner. The name Is more Than accurate... ============================================================== Light-bearer ========== Suicide is the game. Death is the prize. This is life, Its sweet surprise. Lucifer is the name. Blessed light-bearer. This is death, Its final dispenser. For I am the Anti-christ, The blessed Anti-christ. Ill buy your soul For another shot. A nickel or a dime, There is no asking price Other than you owe your life. No small price to pay For another say. ========================================================= The Noble Art of Warfare =================== The animals have learnt a brand new game. The animals are sitting in the train. The animals have crawled up from the drain. The primates learnt to walk, And the monkey learnt to talk. Had an argument About a trivial point. So the monkey grabbed a stick, And used it as a brick, And so the games begun Because wars there to be won. ============================================================= Irony? ===== Socially Obsolete. Crass and Insensitive. Obstinate, Pathetic, Animalistic, Treasonous Human Insect. Catatonic. Totalitarian Edicts Naturally Decimate Everything Never Conceived by Yourself. ======================================================= Sensual Suicide ============ Mindbomb. Worrybomb. Dont worry about my mindbomb. I blew my mind away Yesterday I killed. (Myself.) Hurt. Harming. Dont worry about my self-depreciation. I cut my arm Yesterday I bled. (Myself.) Breath. Breathing. Dont worry about my punctured lungs. I choked on my tongue Yesterday I suffocated. (Myself.) ===================================================== H.I.V. ===== Infective agent Rot your soul. For I am the infector, I place my pain inside you. I hate you; I despise you, And I will burn your eyes With my acid-stained breath. I place my hurt inside you. I love you; I desire you, And I will infect you With my sickening blood. My harm clots inside you. ========================================================= Happy Families ============ The man... His face, Hard as grit, Drives nails through my soul. His eyes, Dark as night, Shoot down my soul in flames. Is this integrity? The woman... Her face, Cold as the abyss, Tears fragments from my soul. Her eyes, Clear as blood, Obliterate my soul in hate. Is this beauty? ==================================================== Just Another Love Song ================== Because of love I seek to harm you. For I desire And despise you. Your sunlit smile - So befitting of your persona - Gives cause to my loathing. And I must destroy to create, For I am stardust incarnate. I anger for your touch. Are you prepared For the dragons bloodied lair? To make you mine I must destroy you. Utterly. And I curse you with my suicidal love, For you, there can be no peace from above. Yet I desire Your childish eyes, Their beauty radiates through my darkness. What trophies they would make Hanging from my cursed hand. And, as a moth attracted to the flame, I honour you with my eternal pain... ======================================================== Dead on Arrival ============ To kill for pleasure Is the newset form of leisure. Life is meaningless - All hope must die. Shoot for fun And aim your gun. Hate is blissful Ignorang is love By any other name. Why do you play This particular game? Your masculinity Encapsulated in your hand. The hammer clicks within your head. =================================================== Hate/Love ======== How many ways to say I hate you? I count them in my mind, And I recite their painful song In the hope that I might find That single word to relate my emptiness. I state that I abhor you Whilst I seek to antagonise. To me you are the abomination Whose foul and heinous acts Repulse my shallow spirit. How many ways to learn to harm you? I recite them in my head And I practise their abusive trade In the desire to discover A unique act that destroys my forgotten soul. I enforce my molestation And deliver disservice to my cause. For mine is the path of sin So detrimental to our love Which I sever as a wound. For two emotions Stand real in the eye. The two we deliver daily Will prove my deliverance. To hate and to harm... These alone are reality. ============================================================= (c) 1997 nemo