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.