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.