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Evil incarnate from the depths of night, |
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a monstrous creature that hungers for light. |
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Corrupted by Melkor to do as he says, |
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this hideous spider, unwillingly obeys. |
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Telperion and Laurelin shone brightly this night, |
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these trees of the Gods, created for light. |
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All around Valmar shone silver and gold. |
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Melkor seen this and his grew cold. |
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Over the fields of Valinor she came; |
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the fear of Melkor drove her insane, |
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to the mound where the trees did grow. |
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Melkor struck both with a mighty blow. |
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Their sap poured forth as if it were blood. |
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Ungoliant drank as fast as she could. |
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All across Valinor darkness did reign. |
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Their evil achieved: the trees lay slain. |
