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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 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 Morgoth his legions,
Orc with 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 of such hatred poured into the breach,
With they stabbed both man and beast.

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

The lord of the Balrogs his demons,
and made for the of the hammer.
They fled in terror rather of craft,
in the plain they all gathered.
But a was loosed upon them-
In the of the hammer they died.
it is sung that each Elf of the hammer,
Took the lives of seven 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 realise the battle lose.

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

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