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.