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.