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Once I though that I had a taste for perfection

But I was just clinging on to life

And most of the conclusions

I made for all the wrong reasons

Burning all my aces for the score

I played all or nothing at all

Now I'm sinking to myself with the things I cannot vocalise

I test myself in the fire of suffering

Define myself for the future

I have lost the way but not my will to live

I reborn through pain

And I turn my eyes where the sky begins

To the raging waters where relentless swings strike out

First son is tasting fury

The sea is high, answer - In its veins

I'm about to draw another line

To navigate myself out from - This place

Whatever it may take

One more chapter to the black water tales

Revolution will refine

Grace under pressure

Before I disappear

From the face of the earth

Give me eyes to see the future

Grace under pressure

Cos' I refuse to stare

To the depths of emptiness anymore

In time we all will vanish

Like dust in the wind

When you let yourself live from your heart

You can find grace under pressure