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.