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.