At First They Think They Hear A    
  Bird, An Elusive  Call They  Can'T  
  Place, And They Will Linger. Lured  
  By The Trills (We Create Synthetic  
  Trills To Saturate And Confuse The  
  Senses)  They  Edge Nearer.  Until  
  They Are Suddenly  Too Close. Then  
  Our Full Call In All It'S Majesty,  
  Piercing Them And Enflaming A Fake  
   Love  To  Drench  All   Others!    
                                      
                        
                                      
                        
                                      
  And Then,  We Quickly  Pull  Away   
  That New Love, And They  Shall Be   
  Like  Moths,  Searching  For  Any   
  Glimmer, Anything  To Nurture This  
  New  And Fiery  Need We Instilled   
      In      Their     Hearts.