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.