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.