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.