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.