My Armor Is Heavy, I Don'T Feel It

I am standing on nations Looking down on others soon they'll flee The crimson oceans Are hiding behind skeletons I must set them free Bones will undergo fission I am a hero on a mission I must set them free I will cut through your abdomen Your guts are spilling from your abdomen Who are them to stand in front of me? They won’t have the guts to stand in front of me I cut through limbs to pave my way Nothing can stand in my way Wild rivers are stranded in there They call me, I here it coming from there I hear my spear crunching skulls I am destined atop a throne of skulls I love seeing their iris turn black More black than my armor black I am not done until I am done That which does not kill me should run