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.