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.