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.