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.