Using music lyrics from Demon Hunter's song, "Carry Me Down"






And if you see me losing ground,
Don't be afraid to lie.
I know the pain inside my heart
Can't break the fear inside of yours.
And if you see me losing faith in what it means to die,
Don't let me leave before I know what lies beyond the stained-glass doors.

Save sorrow for the souls in doubt;
Bleed every care out.

Will you carry me down the aisle that final day,
With your tears and cold hands shaking from the weight?
When you lower me down beneath that sky of gray,
Let the rain fall down and wash away your pain.




This song is another of my favorites.  It's also a very meaningful and beautiful song.  The song is about death and, like the other song, it has lots of metaphors throughout it.  like the last stanza above, it's about dying and letting go.  The same is throughout the song.  It's just awesome. :D

Week 23 Dialectic Journal

For this week I'm using song lyrics from Demon Hunter's song "The Tide Began To Rise".


I don't belong here
I never saw this on the path I walk
The blood-stained walls, the lines of chalk on the floor
It's getting so hard
I never saw the backlash when the tide began to rise
I can't remember
The way it was when everything felt right
My mouth held shut and eyes sealed tight with control


I chose this song because it's one of my favorite songs, and because it's a really powerful meaningful song.  The whole song is about sin, when you sin you don't realize what it does to you and everyone else, and how it will destroy you if you don't stop and mend your ways.  It has a lot of metaphors in it, like the title, "The tide began to rise", speaking of the "Tide" of sin that will destroy you if you don't stop.  The song throughout is just really good. :)

Week 22 Dialectic Journal

My excerpt is from the second chapter of the Aeneid on page 87.

"Now like a wolfpack out for blood on a foggy night,
driven blindly on by relentless , rabid hunger,
leaving cubs behind, waiting, jaws parched-
so through spears, through enemy ranks we plow
to certain death, striking into the city's heart,
the shielding wings of the darkness beating round us."

This is a section from, as I said before, chapter two.  This is my favorite chapter of the book so far because
of it's beautiful imagery.   This section of the chapter is about the men of Troy's last desperate attempt to escape the destruction of their beloved city.  One poetic device used here would be metaphors.  There are a lot of them in this story.  For example the first line of this excerpt: "Now like a wolfpack....".  and all throughout it.
This part is really cool and I like the writing a lot.