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.