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.