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.