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.