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.