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.