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.