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