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.