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Six

by Tache Noire

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    Two hidden bonus tracks, and a video for one of our older songs from a previous band.
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1.
The circle now starred has been painted The time has finally come, Holding your hands we look to the ground, Into the pit of endless sound, No one before you has entered there A pioneer of astral travel bare Venture to this uncharted land O' savior take with you this book bound in black Fear no more crosses or religious artifacts Banish them into the cracks. An endless plane of which no earthling could even begin to perceive, Only my thoughts here to paint this landscape an architect unholy deceived. Everything down to molecular structure and elements that i must create, Feeble attempts to burn my home, Evil defends me and though alone, I fight with a vigor unholy, And shatter all of their bones, Leave them to whimper and crawl to their graves, I hold up their bodies and laugh to the face Of the lord that would dare challenge me, Ascend to the heavens so i may feed winged creatures once vigilant, Now cover the ground and plea I scream to the heavens and crush gods skull YOU SHALL FIND NO PITY IN ME.
2.
A frigid winter night can be torturous, chilling your bones and hide, quite the contrary for the likes of me gazing at the moonlit riverside. Your fear of the dark i can smell from here Blurring through the forest dense, licking my lips with malevolence, i imagine this graceful snow, covering all of their guts Your fear of the dark i can smell from here Now i can see a light flicker within a close proximity. i come upon a cottage where i decide to build my in fa my. I click my nails across the glass, agitating those inside, for they know not what beast i am, blinded by foolish pride, Clearly frightened the mother goes pale and holds her children close, meanwhile i drop to all fours and stalk to the back of their home, through the kitchen window i spy a mother, and two young. i hear from inside the cry of a child, soon i will cut out her tongue, My eyes are wide open let out a feral roar. fin ally free of all semblance of reas on smashing through their kitchen door. One moment of icy silence, then screaming filled all frequencies. at first the howling just noises, now has taken form, Now has taken form, They shout a name at the top of their lungs, but its not of my concern. i push the mother aside and grab the young ones forcefully, crush their skulls within my hands, and hold them upside down to bleed, The mother then collapsed in shock, and curled into a ball, i savor this one last moment 'fore i splattered her on the walls. organs rain down in a bloodied mist, as i eat to my hearts content, leaving the faces and genitals untouched so i know where i went. My belly full and my hunger now sated slip to the slumber ive long awaited.. awaken this morning, my bedroom destroyed, and stranger still no girl nor boy, wife wont answer when i call her, enter the kitchen and there they all are, sleeping they must be asleep on the floor, but its time for breakfast, breakfast for four. Stand them all up and position them carefully, and fix all their meals oh so patiently, spoon feed them every last bite with love tender, then with signs of sweetly surrender Collect all of the mess they had made just last night, and yet theres no thankyous only silence and strife, command them to praise me but not even my wife, will turn her head and look at me. So i force them to kneel on the ground and watch as I masturbate and hang myself.
3.
The circle now starred has been painted The time has finally come, Holding your hands we look to the ground, Into the pit of endless sound, No one before you has entered there A pioneer of astral travel bare Venture to this uncharted land O' savior take with you this book bound in black Fear no more crosses or religious artifacts Banish them into the cracks. An endless plane of which no earthling could even begin to perceive, Only my thoughts here to paint this landscape an architect unholy deceived. Everything down to molecular structure and elements that i must create, Feeble attempts to burn my home, Evil defends me and though alone, I fight with a vigor unholy, And shatter all of their bones, Leave them to whimper and crawl to their graves, I hold up their bodies and laugh to the face Of the lord that would dare challenge me, Ascend to the heavens so i may feed winged creatures once vigilant, Now cover the ground and plea I scream to the heavens and crush gods skull YOU SHALL FIND NO PITY IN ME.
4.
A frigid winter night can be torturous, chilling your bones and hide, quite the contrary for the likes of me gazing at the moonlit riverside. Your fear of the dark i can smell from here Blurring through the forest dense, licking my lips with malevolence, i imagine this graceful snow, covering all of their guts Your fear of the dark i can smell from here Now i can see a light flicker within a close proximity. i come upon a cottage where i decide to build my in fa my. I click my nails across the glass, agitating those inside, for they know not what beast i am, blinded by foolish pride, Clearly frightened the mother goes pale and holds her children close, meanwhile i drop to all fours and stalk to the back of their home, through the kitchen window i spy a mother, and two young. i hear from inside the cry of a child, soon i will cut out her tongue, My eyes are wide open let out a feral roar. fin ally free of all semblance of reas on smashing through their kitchen door. One moment of icy silence, then screaming filled all frequencies. at first the howling just noises, now has taken form, Now has taken form, They shout a name at the top of their lungs, but its not of my concern. i push the mother aside and grab the young ones forcefully, crush their skulls within my hands, and hold them upside down to bleed, The mother then collapsed in shock, and curled into a ball, i savor this one last moment 'fore i splattered her on the walls. organs rain down in a bloodied mist, as i eat to my hearts content, leaving the faces and genitals untouched so i know where i went. My belly full and my hunger now sated slip to the slumber ive long awaited.. awaken this morning, my bedroom destroyed, and stranger still no girl nor boy, wife wont answer when i call her, enter the kitchen and there they all are, sleeping they must be asleep on the floor, but its time for breakfast, breakfast for four. Stand them all up and position them carefully, and fix all their meals oh so patiently, spoon feed them every last bite with love tender, then with signs of sweetly surrender Collect all of the mess they had made just last night, and yet theres no thankyous only silence and strife, command them to praise me but not even my wife, will turn her head and look at me. So i force them to kneel on the ground and watch as I masturbate and hang myself.

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This is our two song demo.
With a few hidden novelties...

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released November 6, 2012

C. Polley, G. Vargas, J. Miles.

Tache Noire, 2012.

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Tache Noire Chelan, Washington

Culver Polley - Vocals, Guitars.
Jordan Miles - Lead guitar, Bass, Drum Programming.

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