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.