Newest Flesh

It's a matter of scale
It's a matter of trust
It's a matter of cold hearted backstabbing doing what you must
It's a matter of life
It's a matter of death
It's a matter of calculated manipulation with every waking breath

It's just a matter of time
Until it's all mine
I've set my sights on everything and maybe just a little bit more

This is the Newest Flesh
Peeled away until there's nothing left
This is the final test
Culminating metamorphosis

It's a matter of pride
It's a matter of spite
It's a matter of self-deluding total conviction that everything is right
It's a matter of love
It's a matter of fear
It's a matter of tearing away every fucking thing that you hold dear

And when you ascend
Will the means have justified the end?
And if you should fall
Will your back be up against the wall?