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.