I am gone, can´t waste more time
I said, not quite joking
The fire has gone, the big trees stand
The underground is smoking
Remember nothing you´ve been told

Means anything to me
And everything you hold is mine
In the barest degree
I walked up to the park
The Lion Rock was weeping
I walked on to the grave
The Lizard King was sleeping
Remember nothing you´ve been told
Means anything to me
And everything you hold is mine
In the barest degree, in the barest degree
The day´s draw long, too long to count
Cushioned by the wasting
Restless age, the rusted temple
A place of my own making
No matter what else you´ve been told
It´s still all up to me
And everything you own is mine

In the barest degree, in the barest degree