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?