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.