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.