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.