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.