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.