So I saw this topic yesterday or the day before, but for your most recent raid. This is more for your best, worst, or simply most memorable experience. To that thread I answered: Behind closed doors- rise against It's one of my favorites and right away I thought I knew it fit well, but then a really listened and holy crap it fit so well I had to post the breakdown. Lyrics below with ( ) annotations Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're not running, we're not running. (4 manning Crotas end on hard with a 30) There's a point I think we're missing, It's in the air we raise our fists in, In the smiles we cast each other, My sister, my brother. (Doesn't matter if we lose we are doing this shit and having fun) About the time we gave up hoping We'd ever find these locks still open, Stumbling on stones unturned, The hurt we feel, we all have earned. (No checkpoints and our lamp cheeser failed using a few lamps in the process that almost made us fail. Plus we are all sick of lamps after a couple normal runs) The lines we cross in search of change, But all they see is treason. (Anti-cheesers) Although we have no obligation to stay alive On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive (Break out) I won't be left here Behind closed doors. (Rush to the bridge to get one across) Bonfires burn like beacons, Guiding the lost and weakened. Flames dance on crashing waves, Guiding ships who've gone astray (Following the lamps and the annihilators the fire of our words and fate bringers on the waves of enemies) Time out, let's stop and think this through, We've all got better things to do, Than talk in circles, run in place, Answers {are} inches from our face. (Climbed the tower and self revive for the bridge after trying legit a few times) Although we have no obligation to stay alive On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive (Break out) I won't be left here Behind closed doors. (Rush to the shrieker room) Black eyes, broken fingers, Blood drips and I let it run Down my lips into my swollen gums. When hope is non-existent, Our instincts all scream "Run", We never turn our backs or even bite our tongues. (All of us on edge for witches and shriekers not expecting to be able to do it. We all rushed in and Killed deathsinger right before liturgy ended.) Although we have no obligation to stay alive On broken backs we beg for mercy, we will survive (Break out) I won't be left here Behind closed doors. [x2] (Everyone dies stupidly after getting hit from splash damage or not paying attention and our level 30 finishes it by killing 8 sword knights) Stopped at Crota and hoping for crux when I get the chance for my collection