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.