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.