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