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.