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.