The Saint Became a Lush - Psyche

The saint became a lush

Dipping into fortune’s dreams

He never understood

There are forces beyond belief

Expensive lessons to be learned

Memories are calling

He walked out on the balcony

Looked out over the den of sin

Wondered where this madness leads to

Grim purpose left no stone unturned

Absorbed too much

The saint became a lush