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.