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.