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.