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.