Spit Of Love

Theres a howlin at my window, baby
I hear him closin in
That green-eyed jackals got the scent
Knows Ill let him in
He slinks in by me at the fire
More bitter than the cold
And its a rage as old as Hades
Thatll sputter on these coals
Im callin on the Furies, to let the toast begin
Im roasting on the spit of love again
I never have believed you
But I stick around for more
Somethin bout that hollow in your eyes
Theres a darkness at the core
Well, its got me slowly turnin
Im basting on the bone
Im skewered like some drunken fool
In juices all my own
Callin the Furies carrion choir
Singin me back upon the pyre
Im roasting on that spit of love again
You can call it what you want
But its lyin just the same
Theres no mercy in these ashes, baby
When your loves a cryin shame
And theyre howlin in moonlight, baby
Theyre here to call my bluff
theyre wonderin if therell ever come a day
When Ill have finally had enough
Im callin on the Furies, to let the toast begin
Im roasting on that spit of love again