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.