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.