Verse 1] Evil operator, smooth on the line, Whispers of war in designer design. Bodies in rubble, blood in the rain, Gaza’s in fire, Mariupol pain. Always on duty, hiding your hand, Puppets are dancing to your command. Borders are burning, silence is loud, Death in a suit, lost in the crowd. [Chorus] Evil operator, pulling the strings, Chaos and sorrow, that’s what you bring. From night-time screams to daylight flame, You play the game, but we know your name. [Verse 2] Syria’s broken, Yemen’s dry, Kids chasing drones in a smokey sky. Camps in the desert, tears in the wire, Uyghur hearts in a cold empire. Tanks roll slow, the cameras lie, Leaders toast while people die. Profit in bullets, stacked on a screen, Another war, another machine. [Bridge] Congo’s gold, Sudan’s cries, Digging graves under global skies. No map can hide the things you’ve done, But every lie breaks in the sun. You’re the shadow, you’re the sting, But we’re the spark, and we will sing. [Chorus] Evil operator, pulling the strings, Pain is the song that your empire sings. But love’s a flame you can’t erase, We rise like dawn, take back this place. [Outro] Evil operator, your time will fall, We’re the unheard, breaking the wall. From Gaza to Mariupol, hear us say— Your rule is done. There’s a new way.
