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.