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.