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.