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.