Shadows in Ancient Time John Zorn (Ft. Jack Huston)

I see the Four-fold Man
The Humanity in deadly sleep and its fallen Emanation
The Spectre and its cruel Shadow
I see the Past, Present, and Future, existing all at once before me
O Divine Spirit, sustain me on thy wings
That I may awake Albion from his long and cold repose
For Bacon and Newton, sheath'd in dismal steel
Their terrors hang like iron scourges over Albion;
Reasonings like vast serpents infold around my limbs
Bruising my minute articulations

I turn my eyes to the Schools and Universities of Europe
And there behold the Loom of Locke, whose Woof rages dire
Wash'd by the Water-wheels of Newton
Black the cloth in heavy wreaths folds over every Nation;
Cruel works of many Wheels I view
Wheel without wheel, with cogs tyrannic
Moving by compulsion each other, not as those in Eden, which
Wheel within Wheel in freedom revolve in harmony and peace