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.