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.