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.