weight is now on the audience. when i carry this load. it 
means i break through to the sound. songs sent by new 
agents. some sort of message is sent. but it never breaks 
through. spies looking for sound. severed by noise into 
presence and waves. you say i won't turn away. bleeding 
the sun for the plans that you've made on this sound. 
start crashing the clarion. dissecting their every-made 
move. but i will push through to sound. enter the code 
again. electric channels shut down. to crash all the 
sound into waves. a shift takes place. mixing the mud to 
create machines in machines. cries looking for ears. 
designed to be noise but in the end it rescinds. down to 
shocks and blips on a screen. i shot today. hurray hurray 
for me. and it may take some time to believe what you 
say. while i'm losing this game i don't want to play. and 
the subject survives because you give it weight. while 
i'm still losing this game i don't want to play. i don't 
want to play. weight is now on the audience. when i carry 
this load it means i break through