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.