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.