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.