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.