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.