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.