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.