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.