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.