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.