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.