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.