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.