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.