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.