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.