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.