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.