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.