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.