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.