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.