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.