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.