ELIEL'S LAIR
Ten blind rabbits hop into eliel's lair, there they sing, there they dance, but are caught in the snare. There they die, die in eliels lair.
Little chirpy robin in eliels lair, beware! Beware! Beware the snare! Little chirpy robin, don't you dare, talk about the snare, in eliel's lair.
the roof the roof, its made of bones, with wires and blood, its made of bones, wires, wires and bones, the roof the roof, its made of bones, deep in eliel's lair.
The thrush sings and the robin calls, though cavernous halls; sing on the roof of bones and wires, high above eliel's lair.