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.