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The Fall of Gondolin

Here now told the cry within. The elven city of Gondolin. Inside the gate the enemy got in, whispering of deadly sin. What horrors in the black of night that they could not dispel. The people rang the temple bell when out came orcs—the gates of hell. Why do we tell our children lies about their ancient elven kin? When night was black the city fell And orcs then raised a raucous din. Some time we’ll see the future lights and our people will gather nigh, then build a city that won’t fall like Gondolin’s forgotten halls.

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