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.