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.