I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine

I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
 Alive as you or me
 Raging through these quarters
 In the utmost misery
 With a blanket underneath his arms
 And a coat of solid gold
 Cryin' for the very ones
 That already had 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 martyrs are among you now
 That you can call your own
 So go your way accordingly
 And know you're not alone"
 I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
 Alive with fiery breath
 I dreamed I was among the ones
 That took him out to death
 Well, I awoke in anger
 So alone and terrified
 And I pressed my fingers against the glass
 And bowed my head and cried
 Yes, I pressed my fingers against the glass
 And bowed my head and cried