I'll be waiting for you to arrive

What's up guys, made a little tribute to @daedalproductions.

I fuck with this mans music, you should too.

Check out his stuff here: https://linktr.ee/DAEDALproductions

Enjoy !

Song - Rejoice
Produced - By me and Daedal

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Rejoice - FT. DAEDAL

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🎹Producer | 🎧 Engineer | 🎵 Artist | Real One  

I am the music that I make.

"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible." Thomas Edward Lawrence

"ANTIQUIS ET NOVIS DESINENTIAS RUDIMENTA"

The Scribe has returned!!! 
"Cennad y golau" 
* I AM Metatron 
* I AM Enoch 
* I AM The 13th Son 
* WE ARE ONE

Now be here, here be now. 
One with myself call it my Tao. 
In control of my destiny that's my way, 
Failed to choose a side I like it in the Grey. 
Devils and gods can have their gang, 
I'm balanced in the center of this yin yang. 
Watch me fly without a wing, 
Knowledge more ancient then the I Ching. 
Keeper of secrets master of time, 
Master of Ascension noetic paradigm. 
Watch me travel through the Kuxan Sum, 
Last time traveled was my mothers womb. 
The 10Th of July at the break of dawn, 
Voca mey the 13Th son, Enoch, Metatron. 
Age of Aquarius return of the scribe, 
I have the cure! Its Diliges I prescribe. 
Cennad y golau..the angels have returned, 
With the same message so many have spurned. 
I come from within I come from above, 
My message is...live life full of love!!! 
Written by: Daedal Yusef Amin Virtuoso 6-12-2013 
Copyright © 2013 Telepathic Communication

A PARADISE SON 
To look inside my mind is like opening a doorway, 
To a tunnel where you would escape time. 
My conscious so vast there is no end, 
No gaps no faults no places to mend. 
An eternally compassionate place, 
Bordered by love and trust, 
Devouring anger and hate, 
Greed and lust. 
This place can not be measured by mile, 
The place the elders call paradise isle. 
Written by: Daedal Yusef Amin Virtuoso 1-13-2000 Copyright © 2013 Telepathic Communication

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