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.