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.