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