Uploaded March 2012 | Updated September 2026, 11 minutes ago
1mankitchen.com - The manly way to cook.
Hi guys, this will be the last LoL Raps on this channel. Machinima Realm has asked me to be a director so I'll be posting all future LoL Raps on their channel. Thank you all for making this possible!
Download: zshare.net/audio/9944972352eb0e2e
Lyrics:
I've seen enough death to last me thirty lifetimes, been to hell and back ferried souls for their white crimes, A fine line divides good and evil who am I to decide afterlife for these people who just want to survive
It's like a demon grows inside of me, eatin' at my soul as I dig their graves happily, cause you see this is my legacy, passed down through my family, it's all i've ever known, I was a gravediggin prodigy
Proud to be a mori with this shovel in my hand
Imbued with the spirits of my great late dad
Final Rest Memorial was my only plan
Damnation and Salvation sadly were my only friends
So I've never had a girl, never passed on my soul
The last mori of this world, I died never having known love to pass on my seed, the last magic human being to ferry every lingering soul that was in need
Yeah. It's a sad story, I know. But I've come to terms with my life and I accept what's happened. There's nothing I can really do to change that. I've just got to keep living on, right? I mean, that's what people do, right? I mean...I don't know...
Now if I had a son, maybe fate wouldn't have taken me on this silly journey where I dig with such complacency, magically ingrained in me to carry on my legacy and one day stop burying all those who are friends of me
I haven't known many enemies, but my grave site was ruined, woke up on the shadow isles struck with confusion, where do I go from here that's what went through my head, guess I just gotta keep helping many shades of death
So, i'm stuck with a countless quota, a gateway for the underworld, guess i'm hell's chauffer, cursed til the end of time, not sure where i'm going now, centuries of graves get a little bit old to plow
It was time to find a way out, headed south, had to find salvation through my rotting corpse no doubt
When I had arrived everything seemed lost
Joined the league the mori name thrives at all costs
So now that I'm in the league, it's almost like "where do I go from here?" You know? I just want my family name to live on. That was the goal of my father and my father's father. Maybe this was destiny. Instead of having a son, I fight for the world to remember us. To remember Mori.
1mankitchen.com - The manly way to cook.
Hi guys, this will be the last LoL Raps on this channel. Machinima Realm has asked me to be a director so I'll be posting all future LoL Raps on their channel. Thank you all for making this possible!
Download: zshare.net/audio/9944972352eb0e2e
Lyrics:
I've seen enough death to last me thirty lifetimes, been to hell and back ferried souls for their white crimes, A fine line divides good and evil who am I to decide afterlife for these people who just want to survive
It's like a demon grows inside of me, eatin' at my soul as I dig their graves happily, cause you see this is my legacy, passed down through my family, it's all i've ever known, I was a gravediggin prodigy
Proud to be a mori with this shovel in my hand
Imbued with the spirits of my great late dad
Final Rest Memorial was my only plan
Damnation and Salvation sadly were my only friends
So I've never had a girl, never passed on my soul
The last mori of this world, I died never having known love to pass on my seed, the last magic human being to ferry every lingering soul that was in need
Yeah. It's a sad story, I know. But I've come to terms with my life and I accept what's happened. There's nothing I can really do to change that. I've just got to keep living on, right? I mean, that's what people do, right? I mean...I don't know...
Now if I had a son, maybe fate wouldn't have taken me on this silly journey where I dig with such complacency, magically ingrained in me to carry on my legacy and one day stop burying all those who are friends of me
I haven't known many enemies, but my grave site was ruined, woke up on the shadow isles struck with confusion, where do I go from here that's what went through my head, guess I just gotta keep helping many shades of death
So, i'm stuck with a countless quota, a gateway for the underworld, guess i'm hell's chauffer, cursed til the end of time, not sure where i'm going now, centuries of graves get a little bit old to plow
It was time to find a way out, headed south, had to find salvation through my rotting corpse no doubt
When I had arrived everything seemed lost
Joined the league the mori name thrives at all costs
So now that I'm in the league, it's almost like "where do I go from here?" You know? I just want my family name to live on. That was the goal of my father and my father's father. Maybe this was destiny. Instead of having a son, I fight for the world to remember us. To remember Mori.
