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The most beautiful built on the middle-Earth,
splendour was highly acclaimed,
The Noldor Elf mighty and strong,
In the were Turgon Reigned,
Then Tuor was sent by
The of the ocean and sea,
To the people of Gondolin,
Prepare to or flee.

But he was stubborn,
"That I not do!".
He had grown to his city,
And the terror of he knew.

The was discovered,
And Morgoth his legions,
Orc warriors the fire-drakes,
Led by the demons.

They appeared the gates and quickly the Gates fell,
The way was now clear, the Elven halls,
The orcs of such poured into the breach,
With scimitars they both man and beast.

The Noldor Elf advanced with of wrath,
And the kindred of the tree-bravely fought,
The blows from their hammers, The dint of clubs,
The orcs fell like leaves but was not enough.

The lord of the gathered his demons,
and for the folk of the hammer.
They fled in terror rather of craft,
Down in the plain all gathered.
But a fire-drake was upon them-
In the house of the hammer died.
Still it is that each Elf of the hammer,
Took the of seven orcs to pay for their own.

Gothmog the dragons into the cities heart,
Orcs and fell under the confusion.
The cold-drakes began to the streets apart.
The Noldor began to the battle they'd lose.

The most beautiful built on middle-Earth,
It's was highly acclaimed'
The Elf grew mighty and strong.
In the were Turgon reigned,
But now it lay to ruins,
As the fire its insides,
The last hope for the Elves who
Was to run and and hide.

But Turgon was a noble
"That I not do!",
He stayed to die the city,
The one he knew.