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.