The End Is Nigh

The world rolls around like a fat kid going down a hill, the stars shine brighter than a fart ignited by a match - the universe grows like poop in the intestines and all seems well.
Yet the end is nigh, for the gods are pissed and the end is nigh.
Long have we forgot the pant-shitting fear that comes with angry gods, who now come to destroy us - for the gods are pissed and the end is nigh.
The world will not survive the storm of rage the gods shall spew forth, our nations will crumble faster than a cookie dunked in chocolate milk - all we love shall fall apart like the wig your grandpa used to try and hide the fact he was bald.. for the gods are pissed and the end is nigh.
The moon will say "screw you" to our world and fly into the sun like a Kamikaze pilot from World War II, the other planets will get butthurt at the moon and fly after it, the sun will be like "come at me bros!" until only our world is left forever alone - for the gods are pissed and the end is nigh.
When our world is left forever alone it shall grow emo and cut itself, causing earthquakes and volcanoes and tidal waves of granny shit to consume us all - thus shall end our world.. for the gods are pissed and the end is nigh.