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.