Il testo della Salt fertile earth

Watchmaker

Salt. on fertile earth. stunting all growth from the inside. salt from my blood. labor of life. dead where i
Stand. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked earth yields nothing but dust. dust now my crop. from blood.
Brings not but dust. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked earth yields nothing but dust. i have killed
Myself. i have sown earth with my own blood.