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.