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.