The raid leader yells, “Where’s your flask and food?!”
The tank pulls trash, and the mood turns rude.
We’ve been wiping all night, the boss laughs in our face,
And I just realized… I’m in the wrong phase!
Hunters pulling aggro, rogues in stealth AFK,
The mage forgot portals, so we’re stuck in this raid.
Through Azeroth we roam, loot dreams in sight,
But all I’ve rolled is a two-on loot all night!
Through the lag and the DCs,
Our frames drop to their knees,
Bound by loot, we’ll queue up again,
And swear we’ll do better next time, my friends!
Azeroth’s eternal, but my patience is thin,
The healer’s offline, the DPS can’t win.
Legends may rise, but we wipe and we fall,
World first? Nah, just give me my loo...