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.