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.