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.