We were born and raised to recite our visions of dreams from our realistic existence. Nocturnal impulses articulated our emotions. Struggles of hope with vocal convictions and devotion. M.I.S.O.L. magic uplifted. Manifesting spirits to manage the damage done, we bring red rum, to those who try and stop this this I.T.S. family formation. A formulation of Lost Souls within a circular relation.