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.