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.