As I Lay Dying

Many choose to find their hope in the thoughts of afterlife, when there is none to be found right here before we die.
So I understand the feeling of helplessness, when we are just taught to wait here...wait here for death.
Wait here for death. Wait for this suffering to end.
Wait here for death. Wait here for death. Wait for this suffering to end.
We are not forgotten, for a kingdom is offered beyond that of golden streets.
We can represent now what will one day be complete.
Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled and the powerless rise (and the powerless rise).
This is a kingdom born upside-down.
This is a kingdom where the broken are crowned.