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.