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.