The city sleeps in a veil of snow,
Through the static, the coded numbers flow.
A dead drop in the usual place,
A photograph of a stranger's face.
They told me "wait," they told me "watch,"
From the shadows of the hardware shop.
But the message came, a simple thread:
"The light is on in the house of dread."

(Pre-Chorus)
I know the streets, I know the cars,
I know the silence before the stars.
But tonight the target isn't just a fence,
The truth is hiding in the present tense.

(Chorus)
'Cause the House of Fact has a scout tonight,
He's watching for a sign, looking for a light.
Through the curtain crack, in the pale moonlight,
The House of Fact has a scout... tonight.

(Verse 2)
A diplomat laughs, drops his key,
A secret passed for the world to see.
They trade in lies, they deal in trust,
Building empires out of dust.
But in the basement, under lock and key,
Is the data that could set them free.
And standing there, in the archive cold,
Is the story waiting to be told.

(Pre-Chorus)
The microphone hidden in the chandelier,
Picks up the footsteps drawing near.
Is he friend or foe? A ghost or a man?
Following the Moscow-to-Washington plan.

(Chorus)
'Cause the House of Fact has a scout inside,
He's burning the proof where he used to hide.
With a wire on his chest and his hands untied,
The House of Fact has a scout... inside.

(Bridge)
If the walls could speak, they'd scream his name,
Playing a dangerous, deadly game.
One wrong move and the mission's done,
Lost in the race the West once won.
But he won't break, he was built to last,
A ghost in the machine of the past.

(Final Chorus - builds with full orchestra and drums)
The House of Fact has a scout on the wall!
He'll answer the call when the shadows fall!
He gave his word, he gave his all!
The House of Fact has a scout... on the wall!

(Outro)