Generic Satanic Metal Band - Gabor Maté

I live in the silence, just behind your eyes
Feed you pleasure, mask the price
Every want, a hungry ghost
You chase the high, I make the most
Need more than truth, need more than pain
Buy the fix to stay the same
You'll scream you're free, but I know better—
You're mine forever

Craving machine—I’m inside your head
Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead
I wear a suit, I sit on a throne
You call it success, I call it control
Craving machine—I smile while you bleed
Dress your chains up like they’re dreams

Feed the beast, consume the light
Scroll and spend away your fight
Praise the king who poisons lungs
While profits rise and hearts go numb
Every impulse bought and sold
This is how your story’s told
You beg for peace, you beg for grace—
Then reload the marketplace

I’m not a drug, I’m the need behind it
You sell your soul and never mind it
Say you can quit, but you still crave
Now bow and thank me for the cage

Craving machine—I’m inside your head
Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead
I wear a suit, I sit on a throne
You call it success, I call it control
Craving machine—I smile while you bleed
Dress your chains up like they’re dreams

(Bridge – Spoken Screams)
Work harder. Buy faster.
Smile bigger. Die after.
You think you’re in charge?
You're not even present.
I whisper the want—
You chase it, desperate.

It's not the drug—
It’s what you're missing
The empty house
The absent witness
The childhood scream
You buried deep
The scar I use
To make you sleep

Craving machine—I’m inside your head
Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead
You dream in ads, you breathe in lies
I sell the noose you wear with pride
Craving machine—I own what you need
Worship the cage you think sets you free