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.