Could be

The seven heavens above,
The seven deadly sins below;
In between the battle ground,
of mind, body and soul.

Heaven and Hell,
Day and Night;
Good and Evil,
the endless fight.

It's victory for one
or the other;
There's always a soul
to win!

Internal Monologues

It spilleth again,
this rain, this pain;
The clouds rent asunder,
by the roar of thunder...
in still silence I look back and wonder!

Time hath not healed!
Recollection hath neither tempered nor steeled!
The memory doth neither wither nor fade!
Verily it is a blade of jade, verdant and alive!

Please resolve, yea dissolve;
this floe of ice into Thy river of compassion Lord,
for greater is Thy suffering and love!