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.