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.