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.