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.