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.