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.