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.