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.