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.