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.