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.