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.