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.