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.