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.