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.