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.