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.