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.