Testo Fieldworks Pt. II

I forgot what it's like
At the bottom of the hill
Could you remind me?
Could you remind me?
Wiping blood from the face
Of a bandit crimson crust peels like glue
Could you remind me?
If you remind me I’m evil too
I'm evil too
I'm evil too

All you bandits do is cry all night
Bloodied faces, hear them whine
Getting lost in between
Twisted bones crash down onto the rocks
Splayed open, I won’t cry
Getting lost in between
Who I was and who I am
There's no water in the lake

I forgot what it's like
I forgot what I'm like I don't look in the lake
I don't look in the lakе