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.