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.