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.