When to Fight, When to Fold

[Verse] A fool sits idle, mouth unbridled, Wind talks louder than his deeds, misguided. Cowards boast with their ale-filled throats, But wisdom knows when to sink the boat. Honor's no friend to the reckless swing, Fists ain't feathers, they scar and sting. Stanza sixteen, Odin's decree— Hold your hand if the gain's empty. [Chorus] When to fight, when to fold, Wisdom sharper than blades of old. Honor burns, but don't be sold— Fight for truth, not for gold. [Verse 2] If the wolf's at the door, fangs bared, raw, Better strike first, no time for awe. A fight for the hearth, for kin, for worth, Stanza fifteen, it's a warrior's birth. The hall of men, where the bold stand tall, Blood on the ground, but pride won't fall. Keep your axe ready, but your mind more steady, Strike when the stakes weigh heavy. [Prechorus] A friend with no sword is a friend betrayed, Loyalty’s price ain't ever outweighed. [Chorus] When to fight, when to fold, Wisdom sharper than blades of old. Honor burns, but don't be sold— Fight for truth, not for gold. Keep your axe ready, but your mind more steady, Strike when the stakes weigh heavy.Stanza sixteen, Odin's decree— Hold your hand if the gain's empty.