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.