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.