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.