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.