تَكادُ تَمَيَّزُ مِنَ الغَيظِ ۖ كُلَّما أُلقِيَ فيها فَوجٌ سَأَلَهُم خَزَنَتُها أَلَم يَأتِكُم نَذيرٌ

It almost bursts with rage. Every time a batch is hurled into it, its keepers will ask them, “Did no Warner come to you?”