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.