Lyric Spit Of Love

There s a howlin at my window, baby
I hear him closin in
That green-eyed jackal s got the scent
Knows I ll let him in
He slinks in by me at the fire
More bitter than the cold
And it s a rage as old as Hades
That ll sputter on these coals
I m callin on the Furies, to let the toast begin
I m 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
There s a darkness at the core
Well, it s got me slowly turnin
I m basting on the bone
I m skewered like some drunken fool
In juices all my own
Callin the Furies carrion choir
Singin me back upon the pyre
I m roasting on that spit of love again
You can call it what you want
But it s lyin just the same
There s no mercy in these ashes, baby
When your love s a cryin shame
And they re howlin in moonlight, baby
They re here to call my bluff
they re wonderin if there ll ever come a day
When I ll have finally had enough
I m callin on the Furies, to let the toast begin
I m roasting on that spit of love again