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.