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.