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.