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.