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.