The tables turn over

I woke today from a deep sleep and I was happy for it
Then yet again with a buzz and a moan the world removed me from my happiness and reminded me of what it is to live
The love in my arms will be taken from me
The life I have scraped to provide will be taken from me
I HAVE ALREADY LOST THESE THINGS BEFORE!
Why must they take them again
For you see the powers at be from above to below they don't want me
So they know that the worse they make it the more stubborn Ill be when my body tries to die
Forget your posturing leather pansy boys
I AM THE ONE NEITHER HEAVEN OR HELL WANT SO ILL SETTLE HERE FOR MY SALVATION.
So I gather my congregation and let you know that the clock is no longer your friend
For I'm about to do damage man will never be able to mend