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.