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.