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