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.