This Bit
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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,
In 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,
So 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.
Rondom Songs
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Uh Uh, Uh Uh
Hail Hail Spit N'Drool
Coming Up
How Can We Be Lovers
Why You Turning On Me ?
Paris
Hello Aquarius
Old Man
High Till I Die
If Only
Little Metal Drummer (Little Metal Drummer)
Stand Out
Hypocrite
Unholy Forces Of Evil
Su Schwarzer Zigeuner
A Little More
The Confidential Agent
A Murder Of Ravens In Fugue
Red Hot
Love Is
Black Friday
When A Man Loves A Woman
Emma Lee
down by the river