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.