I.C./ U

I have my own tissues and they speak to me of U-eye attract the truth

Nothing else would suffice; For, what’s at stake is my soul and nothing else will do the trick for me

Susurros traicioneros, colapso su peso

Iglesia tambien

Doom to those who mask with malevolent intent and refuse to disclose

Everlasting truth, eternal song of my Mother and my Mother’s Mother (M.M.)