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.