Tori:
Out there are hunters


Anabelle:
Let's say predators


Tori:
I have weapons
That could destroy them


Anabelle:
You must out-create

It's the only way
I am the hunter
And the hunted

Joined together

Tori:

You create duality

Anabelle:

And neutrality
I must leave you
With the Fire muse

Show her the riddle
It is serious
If you lose

Out there

Tori:

I'll be the hare

Anabelle:

Then I'm the greyhound
Chasing after you


Tori:
Then I will change my frequency
To a fish that thinks


Anabelle:
Then you will find yourself

In the paws
Of the otter
Near her jaws


Tori:
Then I'll grow my wings

As a flying thing

Anabelle:

Flying thing, you be warned
I'm the falcon


Tori:
Watch me change
Into a grain of corn


Anabelle:
A grain of corn

Hear the alarm
In your head
I'm the hen

Black and red
And you're in my barn
They would have won

Use your head or you'll be dead