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.