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.