Clutching at the back, falling from the bottom In between the keta, what remains I declare the witch, cast her in the river In between the keta, what remains I declare the rich, stolen from and borrowed Just a husk, a husk, what remains I declare the witch, blown from summer In between the keta, what remains I declare the rich, casting men in the river In between the keta, what remains What remain, endless suffering Jealousy is here, in suffering Jealous wretch remains What it’s sobering, in suffering Is it here? Is it suffering? Just be real, just a fallen man Beyond upon remains, what remains Clutching at the start, falling from the bottom Innocent, the ket witch conspiracy I declare the witch, cast into the void In between the concept thrilling Just a man, a son, I appear random In between the keta, the ketamine I declare the witch, cast her in the fire Between the keta, what remains I’ve fallen from the summer In between the keta, what remains Stolen from summer In between the keta, what remains