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.