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.