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.