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.