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.