Show your face,
Pull down the sheets
Engulfed in confliction,
Once again.

The gold curtain, 
Is no longer, 
Considered a shelter.
The gold curtain,
Is no longer, 
Considered a shelter,

CONSIDERED SHELTER!
MOVE!

Roll out the red carpet,
For what we call the mainstay
Roll out the red carpet, 
For what we call the main-

Bury yourself
With [bad word] 

You kept them all from me,
Expected to lead the way,
You'll take my dignity,
And the kingdom came,

Goodbye!

Goodbye!

Show your face!

Show your face!

Goodbye!