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.