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.