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.