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.