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.