He smiles through the screen, but he’s hunting you,
He whispers in songs what he wants you to do.
You think it’s a game when you open that door,
But once he steps in, he will expect more.
He blinds you with lights and the beats that you love,
He drags your thoughts far away from above.
You laugh at the dark, but he plays with your mind,
He chains you with habits that keep you confined.
He studies your loss and your anger and fear,
He waits for the moment your faith is not clear.
He breaks you inside while he offers you fun,
But he just wants to see you come undone.
He lives in the lies that the world calls “okay,"
He works in the trends that leads most astray.
He feeds off the pain when you feel you’re alone,
He tells you that darkness can comfort your own.
(Bridge)
He walks through the words of the lyrics they sing,
He hides in the games where the demons take wing.
He uses the books and the pictures you keep,
He waits in the shadows to rule while you sleep.
He poisons your joy and then calls it “control”.
He trades off your peace for a broken-down soul.
He knows that a crack in your guard is enough,
To fill your soul with poisonous stuff.
(Chorus)
He smiles when you feel that the warnings are old,
He laughs when you say that your spirit is bold.
He loves when you think he is only pretend,
He loves it when you think he is your friend.
He never stops watching the screen in your hand,
He maps out your weakness, he knows where you stand.
So don’t give him space in your music or room,
Or you will be living with spiritual doom.