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.