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.