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.