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.