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.