My mother groaned
My father wept
Into the dangerous world I leapt

Helpless and naked
Piping loud
Like a fiend hid in a cloud

Struggling in my father's hand
Fighting against my swaddling bands
Bound and weary I thought best
To sulk upon my mother's breast
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Fiend In A Cloud Lyrics

John Vanderslice – Fiend In A Cloud Lyrics