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.