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.