Night time, play time, hate crime,
Riding the waves in my mind to sink an island ,
Pass out to fall asleep in a woken dream and try to find it.
Slipping through the shadows grips, shadowless nights and alone time in a crowded room,
Drug addict to the night, need to clean it up, sweep it up, where's my broom.

Moon riding and star surfing through a nocturnal night of prey,
I kissed a comet, waiting for her to kiss me back, I'll tell her loving words to let me stay.
I stayed an extra night on a short period of that time,
I made a broken craft and made funds out of it but never kept the money as mine.

Nocturnal night, play time, hate crime, my time and more time,
Slapped a high five and got ten back, that's still quite fine.
So look at this Nocturnal King, ruler of his night and time,
Degreed something not yet ordered, but that was still mine