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.