Merchant of the Void

I swallow all your data I'm the ghost in the machine You give me all you're made of For a hit of dopamine You know I see right through you Another vacant cup You lust to be so empty In your eyes there's never enough I'm the merchant of the void I'm the merchant of the void I'm the illusion of your choice I'm the god that gave you the voice I taste your desperation You beg me every night You try and fill your insides But it cuts you like a knife Sell the fire of, sell the fire of Sell the fire of quantum desire Sell the fire of, sell the fire of Can't stop here You can always get- I'm the merchant of the void I'm the merchant of the void I'm the illusion of your choice I'm the god that gave you the voice If you can't find the meaning, I'll tell it to you If you can't see your future, I'll sell it to you I'm the merchant of the void (I've got the antidote for emptiness) I'm the merchant of the void (Manufactured and so venomous) I'm the illusion of your choice (I am the one control) I'm the god that gave you the voice I'm the merchant of the void I'm the merchant of the void I'm the illusion of your choice I'm the god that gave you the voice