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.