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.