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You Are Not Repaired vs Dimensius the All-Devouring Mythic (Feral PoV)

You Are Not Repaired - Silvermoon EU Rank 1660 World Raider.io, killed 7/1/2026. Songs used: Nickelback - You Remind Me Montagem - Supersonic (Ultra-slowed) I don't own any of the above music. Guild TWW Season 3 Anthem:    • YANR vs Dimensius   YANR vs Dimensius Lyrics: Pull timer’s ticking… Flasks half missing… Stream’s already live— Yeah, lets do one lust pull. Stars misaligned, DBM screaming lies Food buff fell off for the fiftieth time Every pull a brand-new crime scene Same boss, new way to grief the team Hands shaking, someone fat-fingered lust “MY BAD, MY BAD”—add it to the dust We didn’t play clean, we didn’t play smart We played like legends with brain-lagged hearts Logs look cursed, morale’s in repair Someone’s muted, someone doesn’t care Chat is flaming, Twitch is fed Clip it boys—yeah, we’re fucking dead YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED But we pull anyway Scuffed rotations, egos fried Still volunteering to fucking die YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED Heals cut down to three One healer late, no time to wait “IT’LL BE FINE” Strat flipped mid-prog, lead drew the line Half said “trust”, half said “this ain’t the time” Raid group made from a therapy nook We executed clean just like an open book Extra raid days? Nice fucking dream We surely have a better chance dodging a beam So we brute-forced hope into the wall Because quitting’s worse than wiping it all Three heals, four hours, bad math One and a half hours short—fuck it, send the wrath Dimensius drooling, sensing fear Streamer POV immortalized here YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED But we press release Cooldowns impaired Someone called the police YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED Streams on, pride exposed Every mistake in 1080p IMMORTALIZED—replayed, slowed Someone missed soak. That was me. Again? Shut up, pull. Stars aligned—not by skill, not by grace But by stubborn fools who refused to break We learned nothing fast, we learned everything late Victory dragged from the jaws of our fate Dimensius fell, not confused—just tired Of watching us survive things that shouldn’t be viable YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED But the boss is dead The All-Devouring stood there crying Trying to break free from Xalatath's feet YOU ARE NOT REPAIRED Never clean, never neat We didn’t win because we were perfect— We won because we refused to fucking retreat