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.