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.