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.