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.