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.