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.