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.