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.