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6a8d5fc93c057d7048dde58cf1b7e81defc30ae7bc6688ee776dfaf84cd70b49safePrompt:
Sometimes right and wrong is a matter of perspective. Think about the Johnson County War, but think about it specifically from the perspective of the cattle ranchers. They fought and died thinking they were in the right. Develop a cattle rancher character and tell his story with an emphasis on this idea. [trap metal, glitchy bass, dark, aggressive]
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Description:
The image features a lone cowboy standing in a field, holding a gun. He appears to be a cattle rancher, possibly reflecting on the Johnson County War. The scene is set against a backdrop of a cloudy sky, adding a sense of drama and intensity to the image. The cowboy's posture and the gun he holds suggest a sense of conflict and determination, as he navigates the challenges of his profession. The overall atmosphere of the image is dark, aggressive, and thought-provoking, inviting the viewer to consider the perspectives and motivations of the cattle ranchers during the Johnson County War.
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Title: Blood in the BrandTags: Trap Metal, glitchy bass, dark, aggressive[Intro] Ain’t no law on these lands, just steel and sand [Verse 1] I built this herd with my own raw hands Blood and sweat carved out my stand They call me killer, call me thief But cattle is life, there’s no relief They ride in numbers, ready to burn They see my fence, they wanna turn My family’s name into shame and smoke But I’d rather die than let ’em choke [Pre-Chorus] They can call me wrong, say I’m blind But justice is mine when I draw my line [Chorus] Blood in the brand, blood on my hands Defend my land, take a final stand Right or wrong is a twisted song When your heart beats hard, you gotta hold on [Verse 2] Sheriffs came, but they sold their soul Took their gold, let the bullets roll Homesteaders scream about stolen dreams But they never bled through the drought and streams I worked these plains with a loaded heart My trigger is truth, it tears apart Legends die, but I’m still here In the cattle’s cry, I drown my fear [Pre-Chorus] They can call me wrong, say I’m blind But justice is mine when I draw my line [Chorus] Blood in the brand, blood on my hands Defend my land, take a final stand Right or wrong is a twisted song When your heart beats hard, you gotta hold on [Bridge] Ghost riders whisper from the grave About the lines we cross to save Honor, pride, everything we own I’ll guard this herd until I’m stone [Outro] Blood in the brand, blood on my hands One more shot, I make my stand [End]