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.