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The most beautiful built on the middle-Earth,
splendour was highly acclaimed,
The Noldor Elf grew and strong,
In the land Turgon Reigned,
Tuor was sent by Ulmo-
The of the ocean and sea,
To the people of Gondolin,
to fight 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 sent 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 hatred poured the breach,
With scimitars they both man and beast.

The Noldor Elf advanced hammer of wrath,
And the kindred of the they fought,
The blows from hammers, The dint of their clubs,
The orcs fell leaves but this was not enough.

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

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

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

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