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.