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.