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The most beautiful built on the middle-Earth,
It's splendour was acclaimed,
The Elf grew mighty and strong,
In the land Turgon Reigned,
Then Tuor was by Ulmo-
The lord of the and sea,
To tell the of Gondolin,
Prepare to or flee.

But he was stubborn,
"That I not do!".
He had to love 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, Through the halls,
The orcs of such poured into the breach,
With scimitars stabbed both man and beast.

The Noldor Elf with 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 gathered his demons,
and for the folk of the hammer.
They in terror rather than of craft,
Down in the they all gathered.
But a was loosed upon them-
In the house of the hammer died.
Still it is sung each Elf of the hammer,
Took the of seven orcs to pay for their own.

drove the dragons into the cities heart,
Orcs and Noldor under the confusion.
The cold-drakes began to the streets apart.
The Noldor began to realise the battle lose.

The most city built on middle-Earth,
splendour was highly acclaimed'
The Elf grew mighty and strong.
In the land 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 king-
"That I not do!",
He to die with the city,
The one he knew.