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.