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.