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.