Ten Steps Cold | Vael Noir

Ten Steps Cold by Vael Noir Midnight leather seats, city lights bleeding past tinted glass — a man who reads the room before he enters it, already three exits ahead. Cold money, quiet power, and a loyalty ledger with very few names in it. ── Lyrics ── City never sleeps, but it kneels when I pass through Every light turns green — they already know what I move No raised voices, no theatrics, no display The loudest thing about me is the silence that I weigh Sit across from me, I'll read every word you didn't say Watch your hands, watch your eyes, watch the small things give you away Built this empire room by room, brick laid over brick Learned that trust is architecture — one bad joint and it splits Every name inside my circle had to earn that piece of air Not a seat at any table that I didn't put them there Sleep four hours, dream in angles, wake before the dawn By the time you map my position, I have already moved on They ask me how I always know I say I read the seeds before the garden grows No enemies I didn't make before they made a move Every room I walk into, I already own the proof Ten steps cold, I'm already where you're going Ten steps cold, I see the storm before it's blowing Trust no hand, read every shadow on the wall Ten steps cold — the ones who rush are first to fall Drive slow through the district, engine barely speaks The city is a chessboard and I only think in weeks Loyalty is rare as winter sun — I hold what little shines And I cut clean when the balance tips across the lines They threw everything at me, thought the pressure'd make me fold Pressure makes a diamond — I was born already cold Money moves in silence, power never needs a stage My name is on the contract, not the headline, not the page They ask me how I stay above the current I say I read the river long before the rain No wound that caught me twice, no lesson I forgot Every loss I took I turned it to a sharper thought Ten steps cold, I'm already where you're going Ten steps cold, I see the storm before it's blowing Trust no hand, read every shadow on the wall Ten steps cold — the ones who rush are first to fall There's a cost to seeing clearly through the noise Every man who stands beside you has a price or has a choice I gave everything to build a floor they'd never break Now I walk above the fire — never burn, I only take You want the crown, come find me in the dark I've been waiting at the finish since before you reached the start Ten steps cold, I'm already where you're going Ten steps cold, I see the storm before it's blowing Trust no hand, read every shadow on the wall Ten steps cold — the ones who rush are first to fall [Outro - fading, cold #darkmafiatrap #cinematicluxurioustrap #menacingsmooth #deeprolling808bass #crisptraphihats #ominousdarkpiano #darkstrings #nocturnalmidtempo78bpm #deepsmoothmenacingmalevocal #coldcommandingdelivery