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.