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.