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.