Kiss the carpet (bow down)

He who does not obey
is a challenge of their own life
a leader so stern
we cannot pay in blood

but no life can live
without a blessed fight
nor rebelious souls
it's our only hope for freedom

what is light?
without a blessed night
don't give in
or we'll have to kiss the carpet

shackles and chains
that collects dust
the torturous burns
and a textured feel

we no longer
worship thee
as life of ours
is taken, in the flames of the carpet...