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.