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.