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.