Analysis of Seasons of Decay
The long awaited apostasy
Treachery is ecstasy
The cleverest of distractions
All the while dead things grow
Creep of power crawling low
I am coming for you breathing frost
No ocean no desert too large to cross
Warmth and heat will choke on blood
As Winter swarms with its icy flood
The seasons change they always change
You tiny people will feel it’s full range
As seasons turn to decay
As you beg for green to stay
Now remember as you breathe me in
Remember Winter will always win
| Scheme | A A A B B X A C C D D E E F F |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
| Metre | 010101 1001100 011010 101111 1110101 111011101 1101101111 1011111 110111101 0101111 1101011111 1101101 1111111 101011110 01010111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 543 |
| Words | 114 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 15 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 15 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 26 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 6 |
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