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.