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.