Quetzal Quotes

We’re all God don’t you see?We’re holy; we are good, We were created on his own image,We kill, rape and slaughter our birds,We’re all God can’t you see?We came to be from good and kind,We slave others of our kind,We mistreat our woman and rape our children,We’re all God can’t you see?We feed our animals, and then chop then into pieces,We are all God and as God we kill and destroy as we please,We are Good and kind, and we feed the poorWe rape Mother Nature, and desecrate the oceanWe slaughter one another in the name of Justice,We condemn and judge, and we become a ruthless, and cruel,We’re all God can’t you see?We came from good and kind.
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Slow down; live fast, Who’s right and who’s not?Who am I to tell you so?Seek within; pray to the man above,Who’s right, and who’s wrong?But who am I to tell you so?Man created God on his own image,God created Satan, and Satan created man,But who is right and who’s not?Who the hell am I to tell you so?Live fast or slow, Create your demons and conquer your fears,Seek within, or look up and hope for the man above,No one’s right, no one’s wrongBut, who am I to tell you so?
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They taught you to fear God, and blame the devil for you sins,They promised you paradise, but hell if you disagree, They told you to seek without, and wait for eternal life,They told you a lie.There is no God to fear or a devil to blame,It is only you and yourself,Sometimes a god and sometimes Fear,They told you to seek without,They told you a lie
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What if all your hard work never pays off? What if I am the outsider to my friends and family? What then? What if all the good you’ve done has been transformed into evil and greed? What if those you help the most, stabbed you in the back? What then? Should I trust again?What if life is unfair, painful and cruel? What if Death invites you to join its tribe? What if death makes you feel at peace and alive! What then? Should I take death’s hand and walk away? What then?
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Many have said, “Follow my steps” I say to you, create your own paths, and follow no one, live, risk it all, die and be free.
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I’m nothing but a thought in the mind of God,I’m Satan’s slave; I open my eyes and flee, I’m mankind, I worship, and I kill,All in the name of Love, hateI’m the slaughtered lamb, I’m luzbel I’m the one paying for your sins,I’m your son; I am your mom and dad,I’m the one, who worships God, I’m a killer and a saint,I’m just a thought in the mind of God.I laugh and I suffer, I get killed, and I kill others,I’m nothing but a thought in the mind of GodI’m compassion and rage, I love, I cheat, and I lie, I tell the truth, I’m dead, I’m alive, I’m in hell, the place people called paradise,I am just a thought in the mind of God
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Some people grow up with issues because they did not have their parents around growing up, many others have issues because their parents were around growing up
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Love is kind, Love endures, Love is the machine fueled by hate, We love our race; we kill in the name of it, We destroy lives, and we raise our flag high, so others can see what we can do,We proclaim our race, and our creed, We love our God, and we kill in his name, Hallowed be the name of love, We love our woman and the choice to murder life,We Love; and the fruits of Love are here for us to see,Love came to show us hell,Love came to give us choice, Love’s the machine, and its fuel is hateBlessed be the name of love, the force behind our pride, Love, the flag displayed up high, to show others love is on our side,Love gave us Choice, murder of fetuses,Love your race,hang them if not like you, slaved them, torture them, Murder in the name of Love!“Love and do what you will” (St. Augustine)
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They’ve gave me many names,I’ve wore many masks and sat on their altars, They’ve called me Hitler, and Muhammad Ali,They’ve crucify me,And forced me to be like them, They resuscitated me, They forced me to live.I am God, and the Devil,The looser and the champion,I created all you see,I am God, and Muhammad AliI’m the one creating time, and eternity,I am God, I am Hitler,I am the king and the slave,I am life and death, and Muhammad Ali
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The little boy who never grew up,He trapped the frog and kills the rat,He flew a kite, the little boy who never grew up,He found a dream and took it homeThe little boy who never grew up,He planted his dream deep in his heart,The little boy who never grew up,He watered his dream, wishing his dream to bloom,The little boy who never grew up,The dream died, the dream drowned,The little boy who never grew up, Watered his dream too much, His dream died, the little boy cried,The little boy who never grew upHis dream was dead; he wanted the same,The little boy who never grew up,He wishes his dream could take him away.
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I was taught to follow the light, but the light got me lost, I was taught to see the light, but the light blinded my sight.It was the light who gave me judgment, and the judge was cruel and sick,I was taught to love the light, but darkness woke me up, and I was free.
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I can’t move, can’t get up,My arms are chained,My head’s not straight,I can’t see anyone at the end of the tunnel,I can’t move, can get up,My head’s not straight, My dreams have left,I feel empty and hollow, My arms are chained,The angel of fear is here with me,To give me a message “soon you’ll be free”There’s not light at the end of the tunnel,I feel empty and hollow.
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Even when you find yourself alone and in a 'place' where you feel it has no roads, continue to walk and explore; because in the midst of the unknown lay treasures unreachable to those who chose to stay in their comfort Zone.
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The path’s been set ,The way has been pointed out to me,I need strength to walk, and make the first step,I need the light to see, and wisdom to discern,I need Evil and God, The path’s been set for me to follow,The way has been pointed out to me,I need courage, and hope, Time to unleash the beast, and set the dragon free,Time to rise and defy Death, Time to defeat Satan, and destroy God,Time for war and violence, time to love and kill,Time to tame the demons of the mind,Time to cut the angel’s wingsTime to show your fangs and claws to the Devil,I need courage, I need hope,I need strength to slit the devil's throat Give me Satan, Give me God,Give me death, give me life,The path is been set for me to follow
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My heart is broken; my spirit’s gone,I broke my lover’s heart, I made promises, I broke them all.The end was near, I’ve crossed to the other side,My heart is broken, my spirit’s gone,I made promises, I broke them all.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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