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.