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.