Fiend In a Cloud

John Vanderslice

Composed by: John Vanderslice
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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