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.