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.