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.