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.