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.