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.