Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers, The noise at the end of the world in your ears, As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea, And the last ship sails. And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done, And whatever the station in life you've become. In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son, And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun, On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun, When the last ship sails.