Innocent ears are fooled by sweet melodies
The smirking mouth tells all lies
Moths crowds her mind, their wings tickling the walls
They are lured in by the bright feathered birds and lustful light
Cramped fingers, lecherous hands, broken nails
Present changes the past tests and past fails
Four letters, four meanings, one song, one word
Family, friends, lust, and lover
The bird destroyer and the moth creator
Captivating and playful wings lead her astray
But it is the letters, meanings, song and word
That keeps her from getting eaten by the hungry bird