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.