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.