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.