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.