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.