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.