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.