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.