#battlegrounds_and_forcefields #m_e_t_a_p_h_o_r #rapfame #weekly_contest #battlefield #star_wars_beat #rap #hiphop #trap #unique #beat_by_bandlab_and_metaphor #fire #light #dark #flow @rapfame_moderator_en @rapfame_ar_team @rapfame_official @rapfame_bot Lyrics: Battle Grounds and Force Fields A long rhyme ago in a Galaxy yesterday, I thought another battle field in the mind's field of the cells grey, it's like a minefield but so much quest to seed and so much gold to yield away, I've got the battle ground and the dirt to feed and I shine down with a star's white heat, I still shine up the battle-worn boots and work-torn feet but now I've got this elemental power, the coming hour shall amass - the battle fleet - I've got the epitome of the fight to the core of the bone in me, and with the flesh to fill up the epic tomes of our histories, and set the right tone to set the fire words into hard stone, nature's blood drawn out like a sketch from a breath from an Earth tone, blood spilled or red skies and downpours, energy and spirit aligned and atoned, every day's a living breathing battle in the life/death zone, and this is all that your destiny holds, you're living in a time-loop, in a black hole, in the middle of this drop zone, we thrive upon the fire but the still space around us still feels so still and cold, And they hold dead still from the wars of old but the fires of the battle wage on forever to rage and never told... Force fields and battle fronts, war inoculants, alpha to zeta quadrant... It's a mind game, to have a mind in a conscious way, and see the darkness pulling time away, it's life pain, in a death maze, and a reborn phase, in a one-chance battle, no reworked phrase, it's a time war, a head-sore, like a tally and a score, does life count? Or does it only count down? In a battle of my own now, every hour seek the power of the wisdoms unknown somehow, my mind is a minefield, and a battle field, and my brain is a cloud and a root-seed, as above so below, and the wire's tripped and the minds have been blown. The whole Universe is the same battlefield, mixed messages received, dark matters always revealed, the wielding of the light, sabre tooth bite, and blast-shields shut, shielding it tight, but together the matters and forces bleed, like a Mandelbrott scene of an interweaved reality, it's the essence of innocence but in no sense of our inert sense of inner sense, sense it all around, a sensé of the air and ground, all of the elements rising up and back down, like a Jedi-Sith balancing both sides of the power out, no Empires or Rebellion, both get cut back down... Just a mind's-eye looking at a waring sky, sounding out a warning cry, beware but don't fear the dark side, to fear is to fallacy... (We're) made of the light of the Galaxy. ✍️ #m_e_t_a_p_h_o_r , ©, 2023