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.