Analysis of LAND OF THE DEAD
LAND OF THE DEAD
There's blood on his fist
The battle rages while he resists
Now the blood is on his head
In the Land of the Dead
The darkest nights, no fear can hide
The Devil's rattling around inside
Should’ve listened to the words He said
Trapped in the Land of the Dead
Troubled sleep; foggy mind
Grasp for Heaven--Hell you find
Follow Captive, where you are led
No way outta the Land of the Dead
Feel the sting of burning fire
Ravished youth, unholy desire
Rush forward, knocked back instead
Welcome to the Land of the Dead
Wild nights, a constant high
Whispers of love--- all a lie
Never watch where you tread
In the Land of the Dead
The meaningless wears thin
Can't escape the fruit of sin
Is that a Light so far ahead?
Party on in the Land of the Dead
Bright night, burning steeple
Chuch is a place for holy people
Blood flows on, so brightly red
Fruit of the Land of the Dead
See the smile, feel the sneer
They'll never reach in here
See the Thorns on His head?
Only way out of the Land of the Dead
Never crack your solid walls
As one by one every friend falls
Feel the Spirit that you dread
Running again to the Land of the Dead
Open your eyes, open your mind
Look inside, what do ya find?
Nothing but a bloodied bed
In the Land of the Dead
See the Gleaming Cross
Feel the stinging loss
Feel your way ahead
The borders of the Land of the Dead
See the Lord, pierced by nails
Do you join the rebels' yells?
Bow before Him instead
Rejecting the Land of the Dead
See Him in His final breath
Die--- and in dying defeating death
Ponder the things He has said
This Conqueror of the Land of the Dead
See the Risen Lord again
Naming us each as His friend
Going to prepare a place ahead
Refugees of the Land of the Dead
AMEN
Scheme | a xxaA bbaa ccaa ddaa eeaA ffaa ggaa xxaa hhaa ccaA iiaa xxaa jjaa kxaak |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101 11111 010101101 1011111 001101 01011111 010100101 11010111 1001101 101101 1110111 10101111 111001101 10111010 11010010 1101101 10101101 110101 1011101 101111 001101 010011 1010111 11011101 101001101 111010 110111010 1111101 1101101 101101 110101 101111 1011101101 1011101 111110011 1010111 1001101101 10111011 1011111 1010101 001101 10101 10101 11101 010101101 101111 1110101 101101 01001101 1101101 100100101 1001111 1100101101 1010101 1011111 101010101 10101101 01 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,740 |
Words | 356 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 15 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 5 |
Lines Amount | 58 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 90 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
About this poem
The realm of the dead below is all astir to meet you at your coming; it rouses the spirits of the departed to greet you all those who were leaders in the world; it makes them rise from their thrones— all those who were kings over the nations. They will all respond, they will say to you, “You also have become weak, as we are; you have become like us.” All your pomp has been brought down to the grave, along with the noise of your harps; maggots are spread out beneath you and worms cover you. Isaiah 14 9-11 more »
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