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.