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.