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.