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.