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.