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.