Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the tower  Not a creature was stirring, at such a late hour. The raid boots were hung by the chimney with care,  In hopes that The Cryptarch would start to play fair;  The children were nestled all snug in their beds;  While visions of skylanders danced in their heads;  And ma in her 'kerchief, in bed all alone, While I'm in front of the tv, wearing headphones. When out of The Hellmouth there arose such a light,  As The Titans smashed hive thralls, Wizards and Knights. Through the abyss, I flew like a flash. With Blink strike, and arc blade ,I stabbed and I slashed. The moon is a hive nest, like we couldn't  know The Warlocks threw Nova Bombs into The Dark Below. When what to my wondering eyes did appear? An OVERSOUL!!!....SHIT -blam!- GODDAM...Let's wipe, then we'll clear. We respawned by the crystal so lively and quick,  Popped ammo, reloaded...Lets take down this prick. More rapid than sparrows, the boomers they came,  We pulled out the icebreakers, and killed them with flame. "Now, Hawkmoon! Bad Juju! now Red Death and Thorn!  Load Suros! And Truth! Grab Gjallahorn! His shields went down fast, he's starting to fall!  Now slash away! Slash away! Jump back to the wall!"  So...Wash, rinse and repeat, then Loot drops for all! The swordbearer is up, and quickly he dies;  So up to the platform the blade dancer flies With a hand on his sword, And his super up too— all that's left now is spamming R2 You know the routine, you've done it before...we started at midnight, and fought glitches 'till Four... But Tomorrow is Christmas, and I'll be out of sight...so, -blam!- that right now..... I'm raiding tonight.