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.