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.