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.