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.