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.