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.