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.