The Frostline (Lyric Video)

Описание: Winter Protocol EP up on Spotify and YouTube Music as of 3/9/26!

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Visualizer - Vizzy.io
Image - Frosting.ai
Vocals/Instruments - Suno.com
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Lyrics
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"Welcome to the Frostline.
This is Neutral ground.
Check in your steel.
No violence allowed."

Amber light on polished steel.
You relax before you feel.
How every mirror in this room
Gives me angles to assume.

I remember what you drink,
Before you even start to think.
Two cubes. No garnish. Short and clean.
You like your burn discreet, unseen.

Laughter soft against the bar,
Stories traded, scars and stars.
You see a hostess. Calm. Precise.
You don’t see what runs beneath the ice.

Pulse elevated — seven beats.
Right hand favors left retreat.
Corporate cologne beneath the smoke.
You’re carrying more than what you spoke.

I wipe the counter. Smile thin.
Log the exits in my head again.
My implants hum like winter air.
Silent diagnostics everywhere.

This is neutral ground.
This is sacred line.
You can bring your ghosts —
Just don’t bring violence inside.

Sip slow. Speak low.
Let your shoulders unwind.
But anyone who breaks it
Meets the cold outside.

Fiber lines beneath your feet.
Signal traffic off the street.
Rumors pass through coded glass.
Nothing spoken ever lasts.

Behind the shelves — cold poise.
Smart-steel resting without noise.
Shutters primed to seal the light
If the city forgets tonight.

You talk big about control,
Power plays and city roles.
I let you think you hold the map,
While I decide what happens next.

Micro-tremor in your jaw.
You’ve seen something you shouldn’t have saw.
Names exchanged in half-tones low.
I already know where that data goes.

I laugh — it sounds almost sincere.
You mistake comfort for being clear.
But I don’t miss the scent you wear.
Corporate winter in your hair.

This is neutral ground.
This is measured grace.
You can lose your temper —
Just don’t lose it in this place.

No raised voices.
No crossed lines.
Anyone who breaks it
Meets the cold outside.

I staged a death beneath their eyes.
Erased my name from their archives.
Leverage takes time to design.
And I have patience carved in my spine.

You think this bar is all I own?
It’s just the front of what I’ve grown.
Every whisper. Every lie.
Logged and waiting to reply.

I don’t hunt the way I did.
No drones above. No armor grid.
Now I wait where shadows blend —
And predators learn to pretend.

This is neutral ground.
Last warning sign.
I am warm as amber
Until you cross that line.

Smile steady.
Voice refined.
Anyone who breaks it
Meets the cold outside.

"No violence inside."