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.