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.