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.