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.