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.