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.