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.