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.