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.