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.