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.