[b]Nightmarish Lands // The Cowboy's Head // XXXX Hours // JT. [/b] [i]Reverend reverend is this some conspiracy? Crucified for no sins An image beneath me What's within our plans for life It all seems so unreal I'm a man cut in half in this world Left in my misery...[/i] The sounds of Pantera's Cemetery Gates was allowed to play within his mind, as the dream all kicked off and the violence that was his head kicked off. [i]The reverend he turned to me Without a tear in his eyes It's nothing new for him to see I didn't ask him why I will remember The love our souls had Sworn to make Now I watch the falling rain All my mind can see Now is your[/i] A priest, a woman, and the Cowboy all stood before an altar as the most confused look he could muster crossed the face of JT, though only now he was wearing a black tuxedo in place of his duster. When he looked to the priest, his face was purely white and devoid of any image. When he looked to the woman, he witnessed a bloodied zombie of a woman, all before the scene changed in front of him. [i]Well I guess You took my youth I gave it all away Like the birth of a New-found joy This love would end in rage And when she died I couldn't cry The pride within my soul You left me incomplete All alone as the memories now unfold[/i] The next scene was a house setting, an apartment within Cedyetica. The tan walls of the house were perfect and with paintings lining them, though every few seconds the painting would flicker between broken and regular, the blood on the walls there then not. JT entered his living room to find nothing but his daughter and son, all of them flickering between the corpses of toddlers and children playing with blocks. [i]Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the Cemetery gates[/i] That's when he remembered something important and sprinted to the bathroom, the door was locked but he kicked it down. But he was too late, for his wife had drowned in the bathtub and the killer had already escaped through the window. [i]Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder aloud If you're watching over me Some place far abound I must reverse my life I can't live in the past Then set my soul free Belong to me at last[/i] The next scene was a funeral, and a cowboy in tears and a monochromatic schemed duster with a black hat and white shirt beneath. His son and daughter were both seven at this time and JT clutched a bushel of red roses within his hand, as the tears dropped from his half charred face. [i]Through all those Complex years I thought I was alone I didn't care to look around And make this world my own And when she died I should've cried and spared myself some pain... You left me incomplete All alone as the memories still remain[/i] He found the grave of his wife, Lena Truman, and fell to his knees. JT embraced his head in his hands as the roses fell to the floor and the cowboy screamed to the heavens above. He knew it was all a dream, but why was he reliving it? Why did she have to die? JT's questions would go unanswered and his tears would stain the soil of his wife's grave. [i]The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates The way we were The chance to save my soul And my concern is now in vain Believe the word I will unlock my door And pass the cemetery gates! Gates! Gates![/i] And that was when he awoke from his hellish nightmare. ((Closed, open to feedback. Now you guys know a little more about the cowboy))