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.