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.