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.