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.