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.