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.