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.