DESCRIPTION:
An amazing song, just listen and spread if you can! :)
Here the lyrics :

Anger mounted on the sergeant's brow
As there lay lie
After Lie.

A simple "yes" or "no" would call off
The Enemy Spies.

"So come on, be sharp,
My dear.
You cannot fight
The fear with fear."

They found her letters,
Folded up,

Insinde of the wall,
On whch she'd painted
Roses blue
With Porcelain Dolls.

And her mind
Was Slowly dying;
Burning out the tears
She would've cried.

Cigarettes
Fade into her skin
And the he secrets
Would start where her life begins

Her husband was a officer
With british Intelligence.
The maid was soviet; a honeypot
To break his stance.