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.