The Nigh's Wager:

The cool moonlight brushed against the steady walls,
The night swayed back and forth,
The heart pounded past daylight's break,
But don't fret, our light will shine through yet,

The nigh will wage it's own war,
Our peace inside will carry us on,
My eyes longed onto that cold tapestry,
But don't worry, we'll soon won't have to scurry,

The hope stood on our heads,
The sweet warmth called you within,
My mind wondered through the seven seas,
But see me now, as I never again will bow,

The light will come make us new,
Our life may come with some strife,
We may never against think we'd see it,
But the light will come, more than your hefty sum.