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.