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.