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.