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.