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.