। ॥ ४४ ॥
In plain words
The earth was your chariot, the serpent who carries her your bowstring, and the one who sleeps on that serpent your arrow — and the demons were swept away. Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara: your two feet are my refuge.
Close to the Sanskrit
O you by whom the asuras were driven back by the chariot, the bowstring and the arrow that were the earth, her bearer, and the one who reclines on him — O! Sāmba, Sadāśiva, Śambhu, Śaṅkara, your pair of feet is my refuge.