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.