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.