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.