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.