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.