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.