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.