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.