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.