The End of the World

I tried a different rhyme scheme, I guess you could say..
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The heavens wither at the touch of my hand,
Gods cry out, falling to my every command.
Thunderous applauds rupture the land,
Gods fall, crying to my command.

Twenty-thousand armies dance across the soil,
Over a puzzling decision they must toil.
Protecting their Gods\' dashing royal;
Wonderous decisions they must toil.

Hitting the ground in rumorus praise,
Laughing about in mysterious ways.
Glancing around for these broken days,
For about mysterious laughs of simple ways.

One by one, deathly armies gladly take,
What was never theirs in this ending wake.
Yet, still they steal for their Gods\' sake,
Never was it theirs in this ending wake.

The world crumbles, piece by piece,
The never ending love of Heaven cease.
The Gods of armies stand by a crease,
Of Heavens\' end, the love will cease.