Текст песни Armies Of The Preposterous - Meshuggah
                                                The 
                                                awe 
                                                it 
                                                instills
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                grand 
                                                this 
                                                revolting 
                                                spectacle
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beyond 
                                                what 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                fathom
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                detached 
                                                from 
                                                reason
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                quiver 
                                                before 
                                                it, 
                                                    I 
                                                tremble
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                your 
                                                vision, 
                                                this 
                                                bleak 
                                                truth 
                                                you 
                                                contrive
 
                                    
                                
                                                Magnificent 
                                                this 
                                                vile 
                                                display
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                march 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                recurring 
                                                echo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jericho 
                                                trumpets 
                                                blaring 
                                                again 
                                                they 
                                                sound
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                old 
                                                armies 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                misled 
                                                rebuild, 
                                                reassemble
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                not 
                                                swallow 
                                                the 
                                                bile
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                putrid 
                                                ideals 
                                                you 
                                                regurgitate
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                conviction 
                                                saturated 
                                                with 
                                                imbecility
 
                                    
                                
                                                Adopting 
                                                the 
                                                course 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unanimous 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                revolting 
                                                declaration
 
                                    
                                
                                                Conjured 
                                                by 
                                                offensive, 
                                                feeble 
                                                beehive 
                                                minds
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                pandemic, 
                                                this 
                                                contagion 
                                                you 
                                                embrace
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                poison 
                                                that 
                                                seeps 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                piteous 
                                                souls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Armies 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                preposterous, 
                                                trapped 
                                                in 
                                                misguided 
                                                thrall
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                    a 
                                                mere 
                                                existence 
                                                shames 
                                                us 
                                                all
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                never 
                                                assimilate 
                                                your 
                                                point 
                                                of 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                your 
                                                vision, 
                                                this 
                                                bleak 
                                                truth 
                                                you 
                                                contrive
 
                                    
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