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.