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.