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.