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.