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.