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.