woah...let me catch myself....you said:

convade disgrace in this sacred scene...God or man/
bomb in my hand, to disarm this span of weak vision/
breath slowly descending, and step into the beginning/
holding my enfants in Heaven..that would have existed in these seven......

that's a real sound depictation of despair...Whole piece was tight man, I want to Pm you for a colab....peace