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.