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.