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.