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.