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.