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.