Quetzal said this quote

I guess he was right; I’m just a scorpion without wings,God created me this way, no wings, just a poisonous sting,The one I loved knew my true natureShe knew I could sting her heart, and poisoned her soul,My lover knew me well, she knew my truth,She could see my poisonous soul, My ego bowed to her beauty, always ready to strike She knew my true nature, she saw the scorpion,She saw the venom in heart, she loved me still,I struck her heart multiple times,I poisoned her soul with my sting,I guess he was right; I’m just a scorpion without wingsShe knew me well; she saw the lethal sting,She saw her wounded heart, she loved me stillShe you loved the scorpion to the end,She fell in love, and now she’s dead,The scorpion cries, in agony, He wishes he wasn’t a venomous beast,The scorpion suffers; he misses his loved one,The one he killed, the one he stung,The one who loved him to the end

~ Quetzal

The name of life is Pain right now,Growing pain, a familiar pain,pain the tares my soul apart,Pain that only those who have seen death face to face can understand,Pain that forces me to look up, or down, and then within, The name of life is pain right now,Pain that tares my heart and soul to pieces,Pain that kills, and burns, Growing pain; that 's the name life right now.

~ Quetzal

May all of you who stay behind, wake up and see that life’s a lie,May all of you breathing today, come to join our tribe of peace!To all who seek the breath of life, wake up today and see the truth. To all of you who fear Azrael, why fear the one setting us free? May all of you who think I’m dead, come see my face in the parade.

~ Quetzal

I caught a red bird once, I fell in love with her,Took the red bird home with me,I saw her eyes, at saw my peace,I love the red bird much, I cut her wings, I wanted the bird to stay, I made a cage for her,No wings, and trapped, the red bird cried, I saw her eyes in pain; it broke my heart to see,I was the one to blame, for the red bird’s pain, It grew back its wings, no longer in the cage,She looked at me once more, spread its wings and left,I loved that red bird still; I wish she was with meBut now I know for sure , her pain was caused by me.

~ Quetzal