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.