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.