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.