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.