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.