The Agent Lyrics


I am not a name

I am just a number

I do not sake fame

I work silent in thunder

Unknown to foreign lands

No prints left by my hands

A face within the crowd

Banality my shroud

I can topple giants without throwing a punch

Into the world of shadow warfare, I take a plunge

Destroying governments with deception and disguise

Playing games of mental chess against enemy spies

I am not a name

I am just a number

I do not sake fame

I work silent in thunder

Unknown to my homeland

Men vanish by my hands

An agent in the crowd

The mundane are my shroud

A tourist in the Balkans who will help insurgents rise

Arms dealer in the Middle East who hides his country’s ties

A scientist in China sending their secrets abroad

Conservative American faking belief in God

A hired gun in Africa exploiting peoples’ lives

A fake Russian gangster making sure journalists die

Infiltrating Korea to sabotage their work

Prowling streets of Bangkok searching where deviants lurk

Loyalty above all

Secrets are mine to keep

One man brings the fall

The wolf among the sheep