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.