I actually cried with laughter when Payet scored the biggest goal of his life and Giroud shoved him to the floor . <| sep |> I specifically read these comments to see if someone would post this . Breaking bad introduced me to tv on the radio . Personally I think the scene where they use the song is the most pivotal point , showing the transformation of Walter to Heisenberg . Plus , the song just makes it so badass . <| sep |> Cling . Clang . Cling . The warrior pounded away at his armor . Recent battles had left it scarred and broken , mirroring the warrior ' s ragged body . He had come a long way , and in the final moments of combat , he had let his friends down . The agony of death was not the worst pain he felt that day , it was looking into the eyes of the weary advernturers that had joined him on his quest , and recognizing that he had failed them . Cling . Clang . Cling . The forge burned bright in the wee hours of the morning , the morning frost melted around the hovel , turning the dirt floor into mud . The warrior pressed on . He was determined to best his foes , and this final pass over his armor would seal their fate . He had scoured the lands of the broken isles since that fateful night , when the demon Xavius slew he and his crew , to find the perfect weapon . Cling . Clang . Cling . He plundered the Vault of the Wardens , payed tribute to the gods in the Halls of Valor , and cleansed Dark Heart Thicket . His secret weapon had not come to him in the form of steel or gold , but in his scars themselves . Mentally and physically , the trials of combat and the thrill of battle had hardened the warrior . Even his smithing had worked to strengthen his resolve , acclimating his eyes to the fury of flame , and fortifying his mind for his coming task . Cling . Clang . Cling . Pshhhhhh . The sun had risen , and the village had come to life . Peasants scampered about , and children played in the street . The warrior had finished his repairs , and was practicing with a dummy when he heard the call . ' Mifune , are you ready to go back to the Emerald Nightmare ? ' called the leader of Force of Will . The warrior looked at his hands , callouses formed where he was once raw and pink and new . Slowly , he nodded , and lowered his helmet onto his head . He had prepared , and now it was time to reclaim his honor , and to slay this demon and reclaim what had been taken so cruelly from him so many nights ago .