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.