Luyện nghe bài hát Venator

As I past the gates
And drew the stones
The winding trees
The cloak my bones

Peering through the mist
I crept the fen
To try and the totem
In the warg's den

The freezing forest
The that he wrought
His spirit lies on twig
His scent the haunt

His howling cut the air
His cry up to the
The piercing bay of his
Tore the beat out of my

To the
I up in the shadows
His breathing I could
Rasping in the

Silently my dagger
From its ice-cracked
His bloody maw
His jowls raw beneath

Like those that below me
My was always snared
The totem drew my
The grey warg my fear

His giblet eyes me
His haggard was raised
Rearing up his paw
He me in a daze

And with his jaws jarred
he me on the floor
as lonely forgotten now
I lay evermore