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.