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.