The day we die

It`s the law of the wild cosmos,
That the sun shines and leaves are green,
And the Universe decides,
When we`re laughing and when we`re angry,
What we call subconscious,
Makes us marry whores,
And in the name of the upper mind,
We are making wars,
Open the doors,
I`m on my way,
Outside this world,
Open up the doors,
This must be Great God`s will,
If we hate or love and kill,
And it has to be known,
When we`re staying all alone,
And the year, the date, the day we die,
Is already set,
But which one is right way out,
We don`t know it yet.