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.