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.