Текст песни 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?