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.