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.