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.