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.