Thy Art is Murder - Cowards Throne [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

We are the plague of rotting flesh the dead that roam this earth
Servants to the shadows left to feed on carcasses
Soul tormentors, leaching life from the clean
Diseases spreading, chaos, fear, hate for all to feel
Together we rise, to take down this god of yours
And darkness will reign overall
Stand forth, where is this one you call god?
An adversary in a coward's throne
A message from my master, the time is now
Feel the fire from within, the blood is boiling
Watch their soul destruct; I tear it from their fucking corpses
We are the demons, hunting, killing, slaying
Raping god's slaves, their blood will fill the rivers
An epic tide of Satan's rage
Stand forth you coward, a so called savior
Save your world or watch it burn
Through the darkness, arise the servants of Christ
Pray this is the end of their days, their lives bound by a book of lies
How can you judge what does not die?
The fires of holocaust fueled by the souls of the Christians
The fires of holocaust will burn for eternity
Upon them is the hour of slaughter
Hear the screams, the sound of triumph
A message from my master, life must not go on
A message from your master, save yourself
A message from my master, obliterate mankind
A message from your master, I've failed you all
This is the end of days, now watch it burn