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.