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.