Steady under pressure. When everything shakes, I stay patient.
“I hold my line — even when the ground starts shaking.”
Quiet strength in the storm.

[Intro]
Yeah…
Another day, another climb.
Still holding my line.

[Verse 1]
I’ve been walking through the pressure with a calm face,
Trying not to drown in the dead space.
Every move I make feels like a staircase,
But I rise slow — pace after pace.

Whole world talking like they know my lane,
But they ain’t seen the nights when I fought my brain.
When the future looked blank like an empty frame,
Had to paint my own path just to stay in the game.

I don’t chase luck — that’s a losing bet.
I get back up every time I reset.
Every setback writes another vignette,
But I flip each one into something I get.

And I don’t pray for an easy road,
Just a piece of mind that I still control.
If the light fades out and the nights get cold,
I’m the type to find fire in a lump of coal.

[Pre-Chorus]
When the weight hits hard, I breathe through the hit.
When the dark pulls close, I push through the grip.
I don’t fold — I evolve — even when I’m stripped.
Pressure builds diamonds; I’m proof of it.

[Chorus]
I hold my line — even when the ground starts shaking.
Even when the world keeps testing what I’m making.
If tomorrow looks distant or the future feels vacant,
I still keep pacing.
I still stay patient.

This grind ain’t kind, but it gave me focus.
Made me cut through the noise, through the fog, through the locusts.
And if the end never shows or the vision goes soulless —
I’ll know I stayed standing,
Stayed real,
Stayed honest.

[Verse 2]
I’ve seen too many fade when the fight gets steep,
Caught in loops where the trauma runs deep.
Life hits loud — never comes with a bleep,
So I brace for the drop, never fall in my sleep.

I don’t run from the shadows; I walk right through.
I made peace with the flaws that I can’t undo.
Every scar that I got is a part of my view,
Every bruise that I carry taught me something new.

Momentum’s a ghost — you gotta build it slow.
Discipline’s the only real fuel I know.
Even when hope burns low and the wind won’t blow,
I move inch by inch till I break that plateau.

There’s a cost to the climb, but I pay in stride.
Sometimes strength ain’t loud — it’s the quiet inside.
So when the world caves in and you got no guide,
Remember: the ones who survive learn to stand in the tide.

[Bridge]
If the dark calls out, I don’t break or bend.
I respond with grit — not fear, not pretend.
I’m not here for applause — I’m here to transcend.
Whatever the finish — I fight to the end.

[Chorus]
I hold my line — even when the ground starts shaking.
Even when the world keeps testing what I’m making.
If tomorrow looks distant or the future feels vacant,
I still keep pacing.
I still stay patient.

This grind ain’t kind, but it forced me to grow.
Turned my doubts into fuel every time I felt low.
And if the ending comes quiet — no spotlight glow —
I’ll be standing in the silence,
Just proud I didn’t fold.

Hold Your Line

Luke Niels