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.