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.