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.