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.