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.