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.