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.