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.