I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine - Live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec - December 1975

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