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.