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.