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.