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.