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.