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The Third Age

by Ottawa

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The noose around the masses neck, in the form of a white collar. Conditioned from birth to succumb to tradition. People convinced that they need this fix. What are you pushing? Why must we suffer and die for their lies? The way it is and forever shall be. The image of the cross is now burnt into my eyes, so I’ll never forget who my god is. For 2000 years, Christianity has tightened its grip upon the human spirit. From the Crusades, to the Inquisition, to today’s Pro-life movement they’ve created a holocaust—for which they show no remorse. Millions writhe in crucifixion, blindly searching for heaven’s reprise. Chastity and self-repression, for His love and His glory was all must die. Holy of Holies, you’ve bought and sold me. Holy of Holies, a need to create hallowedgrounded lies. Endless devotion and unending sacrifice, for His sins we are crucified.
Pacification 00:52
Gentrification, buries the squalor, assimilation creates their soldiers, intimidation keeps us silent, pacification. A system created out of unequal balances, keeps the wealthy enthroned. The rungs have been cut on the social ladder, and you’ll never realize you’re knee deep in shit. Indoctrination is chartered by governments. Glassed over eyes, you’re fucking idiots. Watch as your life is reduced to pile of shit, as you lie down and roll in it.
Their Ploy 00:38
In lieu of the segregation directed from the chairs of the multinationals, here’s their ploy: corporate genocide, keeping people less than people. Watched through greed-filled eyes, the hand that powers is the hand that falters. Bred to be consumed, mass production for our families. Our impending doom, trapped in cogs—forever rotating.
Desensitized 01:03
Shun, bruise, antagonize. Attempts to desensitize. Take your feelings, grind them down. Lose your conscience; it is no use to you now. You’ll be a man; so demand respect. For these sacred rites; you’ll fight to death. Thoughts, actions so tightly controlled, as all of your emotions are put on hold. A thinly veiled life of fear. Shed so much blood, but never a tear.
You’ve got millions of reasons to disbelieve this failing farce. What will it take for you to stop it? Blindly clutching on for life, they’ll drag you under despite the homage and loyalty you’ve paid them. You’ll still amount to nothing. Ground under authority’s foot, and business carries on as usual.
Lock up your children, the end is nigh, for it is the onslaught of the Uruk-hai!
They Own You 00:28
You have the power, hidden behind armor. Through our inaction, your crimes are validated. Their power is derived through fear and intimidation, for if one were to experience real freedom they could relate to you that this is a lie. Fuck your police state. Can’t you understand what they are saying? They own you.
The work machine is thriving. A million lives it is destroying. Human identity is non-existent, be willing and accept your number. In the machine your life is consumed, you are not you any longer.
Misanthrope 00:24
Your conditioning—no excuse. Your bigotry—is foolishness. Your brutality—is unjustified. Homophobe—fuck off and die. Death to your fucking biblical morals. It is asinine to enforce gender roles. It is amazing you claim “It’s a free country!” We’ve had enough of you sanctimonious assholes.
How can you bruise a mind so young? A victim of your dedication. Images that will always live on, this is not beneficial. You promise yourself authority and control, a final link in her education. Is that your love? A fist coming down? Father why? is the final sound. You’ve used her body to vent your inequality and anger. It is hard to believe that you still call her daughter. You’ve turned on her because you know you can win. When will it stop? When will it end? What will it take to stop you next time? There is no resistance, she is only five. You look at her lovingly, now keep this quiet. This is between you and me, now keep this silent. And this is what you’ve taught through your methods, to hate her father for the rest of her life. And what is that you say, when she refuses your advances? You’ll beat her to a pulp, she’ll learn what respect is. She will learn nothing while living in fear, except to mistrust what she held dear.
Hollow 00:43
Name was given to me, morals force fed to me, line was assigned to me, bigotry’s cancer bred in me. To be used to carry out your crimes. To be forced to suffer your affliction. Society’s job is to make us feel worthless, to hollow us out to an eggshell existence. We must reclaim our minds and our lives. Your life will never be yours as long as you let them have it.
Cycle 00:52
We are we waiting? Our minds our stagnating. No reason to exist—why? Another mundane way of business, another form of mock resistance. I know it’s gone on millions of times, with petty clichés, we are ruining our lives. Cheap rebellion holds no power, nor do your fantasies of autonomy. We’ve been embraced by the barcode cult.
Lifted, impaled groundward. Now stained with the blood of the Mark. Come on between me and my prey, or I will not slay thee in turn. Beared away beyond darkness, left naked to the Lidless Eye. The winged screamed but made no answer, as if in sudden doubt. Amazement conquered, Théoden fallen; a mind flashed memory of face. No living man – shall hinder me! Slender child of kings, maiden of the Rohirrim. Wing-shape crashed to ruin, it was Éowyn that slayed him.


Council Records No. 27

This is the original 1994 recording direct from the reel, remixed by Jack Shirley at Atomic Garden, and remastered at Audiosiege. New artwork by John Yates. This is a 1-sided 12” EP on bone vinyl with a B-side print. Vinyl shipping now! Limited to 500 copies.

Released with Abiology Records and Capsule Records.


released March 4, 2022

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Remixed by Jack Shirley at Atomic Garden in the Spring of 2021
Mastered by Audiosiege
Artwork by John Yates at (@stealworks)
Band Photos by Martin Sorrondeguy

Recorded in the Spring of 1994 at SVR. Remixed in the Summer of 2000 at Woodshed Studios. Originally released as the Ottawa/Jihad LP by Council Records and Abiology Records in the Fall of 1994. Reissued by Residue Records in the Fall of 2010.


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