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.