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.