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.