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.