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.