H3lt3r Sk3lt3r - Your Charm Poem by sean north

when i get in that mood
wh3r3 i dont eat my food

bang my head on the floor
like it's made out of wood

start to fiend for your shelter
running all h3llt3r sk3llt3r

chasing something kinda precious
and then trying to melt her

you who knock on my heart
as i knock on my head

who carries me gently
and puts me to bed

Let me rest, in your arms.
Sing to me, in psalms.

i have broken their spells
and turned all their charms.