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.