I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine

I dreamed I saw Saint Augustine Alive as you or me Tearing through these quarters in The utmost misery With a blanket underneath his arm A coat of solid gold Searching for the very souls Already have been sold "Arise, arise", he cried so loud In a voice without restraint "Come out, you gifted kings and queens And hear my sad complaint No martyr is among you now Whom you can call your own So go on your way accordingly Know you're not alone" I dreamed I saw Saint Augustine Alive with fiery breath I dreamed I was among the ones That put him out to death Oh, I awoke in anger So alone and terrified I put my fingers against the glass Bowed my head and cried