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.