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.