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.