Time is the fire 
in which we burn. 
The sorrow is the school 
in which we learn. 

We're learning in vain 
and the coming off the nighttime. 
Revived my soul again 
Revived my soul again 

The advantage of the darkness 
is no shadows underneath it all. 
That's why I feel much better 
when the stars begin to fall. 
When the stars begin to fall. 

So bring it on, 
bring it on, 
old angel midnight. 

Bring it on, 
bring it on, 
old angel midnight. 

And everytime I spend in your bed, 
when you facing the wall. 
It's been 40days and 40nights now 
since the last time that we called. 

Still I can feel your spirit 
when the stars begin to fall. 
When the stars begin to fall. 

So bring it on, 
bring it on, 
old angel midnight. 

Bring it on, 
bring it on, 
old angel midnight. 

Bring it on, 
bring it on, 
old angel midnight. 

Bring it on, bring it on.