Analysis of The warjust a note
There's a battle going on, inside our minds.
The booty is the soul, many spirits alive.
They play us like puppets as we dance to their song.
Not even knowing that anythings wrong.
As they blind and bind us with false serenity,
We leave the creator and worship vanity.
We point the finger and count the cost,
Not understanding what we lost.
Treacherous shepherds, lies and delusions.
Keep the charade, illusion and confusion.
That's we're the war begins, and ends.
So put on your armor,
It's serious my friends.
Scheme | XX AA BB XX XX C XC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101010101101 010101101001 111110111111 11010111 111011110100 110010010100 110100101 1010111 1001010010 10010100010 11010101 111110 110011 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 521 |
Words | 107 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 57 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 13 |
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