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.