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.