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.