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.