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.