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.