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.