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.