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.