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.