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.