Luyện nghe bài hát Whelm

As the hunters within,
The roof began to
chitin underfoot,
Whilst ichor soaked the
gathering, the pack reformed,
For once all consumed,
They flooded from the earth in
The was now a tomb

A mass of fur and claws,
The host would as one
Provided each keep apace,
Those creatures feared

component of the whole,
A spoke, for now, that
Dispensable—when it break,
The rest would let it

When water blocked their path,
They lingered moss
A chain of stones bound to bank,
And each would have to

navigated snout to tail,
The one was knocked
As treacherous surged,
It shattered on the

One of the whole,
A spoke, that now, had
served no use,
The others would

Silently, it understood,
And, broken mend,
It watched the hunters leave,
waited for the end