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.