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.