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.