The Chase

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