fading silly putty comic strips -  pulled thin 
nothing but a gip after the quarters put in 
all I wanted was the magic smoking monkey
slipped on a slim Jim and I got more funky
Roddy Piper gave me some glasses
now I’m all out of bubblegum and kicking some …
throwing the bones and taking lots of chances 
swirling a cane doing some side shuffle dances
that look on your face, that empty stare
you drank the fluoride and you’re no longer there 
take a deep breath, that’s the tic-tac-toes 
open your eyes before your mind’s decomposed 
hear the change in tone, scary like dentures 
run you fools, it’s the green guy from venture 

running down the aisle, move out of my way 
my shopping cart is full and I’m not gettin sprayed 
look oh no, customer down, 5G tower through the crown 
AI is coming, oh wait it’s here now 
you tried to cut the cord but the cord is thou

the sizzle sells the meat but the steak is seared 
bill nye swoops down pecking food from my beard 
hey there’s NASA spreading lies on my toast 
it used to hang from my neck but now I’m like a looking post 
swinging from the vines in a hefty garbage bag 
jerky monkey movements and weird time lags 
bananas go fly’in, out come the o’doyle’s 
over the cliff, crumpled tinfoil 
thinking even past that to the times of donut wagon 
eating spam from the can saying it’s in fashion 

old-school arcade game journey so worthwhile 
spinning the ball made the arm go freestyle 
round and around swang that little arm bone 
jumping from tambourine to steve smith’s throne 

monsanto’s master is nosferatu 
if music was a weapon I’d blast megaman 2 
yeah they’re evil to the core  
you picked the wrong people to wage war 
my mind is focused and fists are un-clenched 
staying in the WORD keeps the soul quenched 
we know the truth and who has the power 
even way more than 24’s Jack Bauer 
like Gandalf holting balrog on the bridge 
or buckaroo banzai and his gang just over the ridge 
let your light shine let it go forth, 
like the secrets in the compass pointing true north
 
so many lies, it seems it never ends 
need to unlearn and let my mind mend 
think sizzlelean floating down to the plate 
you thought it would be better and you took the bait 
got to stay sharp gotta make it through 
now I know why Michael Jackson would scream hoo hoooo! 
doing a spin kick, crotch grab, disco point finger 
one line later MJ’s scream variations still linger
 
each metal post that the plinko puck hits 
is one level closer to knowing this world is a skit 
open air trough style, rusted, at the drive-in 
the triple feature finally started and we grow a big grin 
watching mike massinino, don pettit, and don’t forget buzz 
their truth is as strong as bellybutton fuzz. 
time is running out, were almost there
the scrolls about to roll up like presto magix in the air

old-school arcade game journey so worthwhile 
spinning the ball made the arm go freestyle 
round and around swang that little arm bone 
jumping from tambourine to steve smith’s throne 

monsanto’s master is nosferatu 
if music was a weapon I’d blast megaman 2 
yeah they’re evil to the core  
you picked the wrong people to wage war 
my mind is focused and fists are un-clenched 
staying in the word keeps the soul quenched 
we know the truth and who has the power 
even way more than 24’s Jack Bauer 
like GandAlf holting Balrog on the bridge 
or buckaroo banzai and his gang just over the ridge 
let your light shine let it go forth, 
like the secrets in the compass pointing true north

the worrisome worm ©2017

slivergoblin (demo)  ©2002

Nephilim Hunter - Attempted Takeover ©2021

Instrumental version, no lyrics.

Attempted Takeover ©2021  (no vocals)

The Short Season / After The 1000 ©2022
A song inspired by the possibility that we are actually living "AFTER" Yahusha's millennial reign, in what the scriptures refer to as the "short season" or the "little season".

The Short Season / After The 1000 ©2022

A song about Yahusha's Judgment Seat. What we will encounter and the feelings of fear and overwhelming joy to be in the presence of our Messiah Yahusha, our Heavenly Father Yahuah, and His Ruach HaKodesh.

Judgment Seat ©2022

a song about end times. the battle for your soul. and the only one who can save you.

the book of Giants  

Can you feel that sound
Taking time till you drown
We’re about to rise again
The hearts will fail of men
The tight chains will loosen
Your fight will choose to sin

Time to call on his name… Yahusha
He will take us as we are
Like dirty torn up old rags
Soul cleansed and healed scars
No matter what you do or say
His love will never go away
We are broken, He’ll do the mending
His truth is never ending

Can you feel that sound
Taking time till you drown
We’re about to rise again
The hearts will fail of men
The tight chains will loosen
Your fight will choose to sin

You are slaves to your job
Your discernment we will rob
Watch the game, keep the scores
Your mind is weak a broken door

Time to call on his name… Yahusha
He will take us as we are
Like dirty torn up old rags
Soul cleansed and healed scars
No matter what you do or say
His love will never go away
We are broken, He’ll do the mending
His truth is never ending

You heard the whispers, deciphered the code
Now you’re standing at the crossroads 
He’s knocking silently at the door 
Looking up, knees hit the floor
Hold out your hand, His is already there
Shielding you from darkness, no longer scared
You’ve let him in and he’s paid the price
No separation, you’ll be in paradise
Walk the narrow path

Can you feel that sound
Taking time till you drown
We’re about to rise again
The hearts will fail of men
The tight chains will loosen
Your fight will choose to sin

You are slaves to your job
Your discernment we will rob
Watch the game, keep the scores
Your mind is weak, a broken door

We’ll hide the truth, mix symbols with spells
Swirling with confusion, we will dwell
You’ll be blind and you’ll be cursed
Drink will not quench your thirst
I will accuse you, I will take your soul
You can’t claw out of that hole
My legion is about to return
His creation I will burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

Time to call on his name… Yahusha
He will take us as we are
Like dirty torn up old rags
Soul cleansed and healed scars
No matter what you do or say
His love will never go away
We are broken, He’ll do the mending
His truth is never ending

The Book Of Giants. ©2018

here we go

Here we go
Time to fight
Not gonna give up our rights - Oh No
You and me, gotta see
What does it cost to believe
And now it’s time
Time to carry on
Push through - push on - oh yeah
No matter what time of day
Some rest and some play - hey, hey
Now it’s time
Time to go
Push the button 
Watch it blow
Move fast, Move Swift
A steady mind is gift

Stars fade and stars shine
Why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind
Some whisper, some shout
Why don’t you tell me what it’s all about
I won’t do you wrong
I won’t do you wrong

Now it’s time, time to go
Push the button, watch it blow
Move fast and move swift
A steady mind is a gift

I’ve been down that lonely road
The one that’s oh so cold
So twisted and filled with holes
I dare you to speak out

Here we go
Time to fight
Not gonna give up our rights - oh no
You and me, gotta see
What does it cost to believe
As time grows near, it’s all nuclear
Where are you, where will you be
Remember, “follow me”, He said
Learn the truth it will set you free - Hey, hey

Now it’s time
Time to go
Push the button
Watch it blow
Run fast and move swift
A steady mind is a gift

here we go  ©2009

A song about a friend who used to bring in super spicy beef stew to work and we would chow down at lunch. It was so spicy we would be in tears. This song is also about non-sensical low riders, baloney, and standing in line at a grocery store deli, all the while experiencing fools fighting to cut in line and and keep their place. Oh and it's also about Charlie McCarthy as a terrifying puppet. 

Funky Whippy

Funky whippy, walkin down the street
Or should I say floating, where we could meet
It’s like a good slice, Funky Whippy
You and me baby

Yeah, just taking a good ol’ drive

Funky whippy, floating down the street
Like a good slice of good ol’ meat
I’m talking about spicy, spicy stew
Yeah, Like we used to do

Like a dog barking and pushing mute
Like a fat guy twisting in a little suit
At the deli, thin slice #3
You scream first, I say free

Funky whippy, floating down the street
Funky whippy, like a good slice of meat
Taking a good ol’ drive
Spicy stew, like we used to do

Thunder claps, Neal, you’ve just been served
The earth is flat baby, there ain’t no curve
It’s time to unplug, try it you’ll see
Abracabubble dancing Charlie McCarthy

A Five dollar skimming the street
A funky nugget noodle, can’t be beat
Money on the string, in the offering plate
Oops, that’s mine, should I say checkmate
Chew up the gristle, spit out the fat
 Nothing is what It seems, I guess that’s that

Funky whippy floating down the street
Funky Whippy like a good slice of meat
Double D Abobo, attack tornado
So many wrinkles, but we got potatoes
Twirling the noodle, it breaks free 
sticks to the ceiling, There ain’t no gravity

Leh Float

Little One
Take my hand
Put your hand in mine
Follow me, hold on tight
I’ll hold your hand
Not letting go
I see you looking up at me
Angel eyes, tiny hands
Trust me, I’ll never let you down
Trust me, I’ll never let you go
Follow me now
I’m here for you

-the willows-

all the things we used to do
back when it was just me and you
an old apple tree tire swing
going so high, we seemed to have wings
no cares, we carried no worries
so much time to make up stories
sliding down the dirtpile side
digging up kaleidoscope pieces, grins grow wide
running through fields taller than our heads
butterfly nets ready, let’s go we said!

solution isn’t a rock that hits the hornet’s nest
a hanging brown leg swarm, they sting their best
encouraged to pet the uncertain friendly smile
revenge hits face the way of a mile
hanging clothes while a tornado’s forming 
the line sways the barn owl soaring

under the willows we will find rest
for it’s branches are like HIS arms and the leaves HIS breath
under the willows we will find peace
for it’s medicine is like HIS word, the pain will cease
under the willows we will find strength 
for it’s roots are like HIS love, there is no length
under the willows we will find love
for this piece of creation still echos songs from above
under the willows we will find rest
for it’s branches are like HIS arms and the leaves HIS breath
under the willows we will find peace
for it’s medicine is like HIS word, the pain will cease
under the willows we will find strength 
for it’s roots are like HIS love, there is no length

all the things we used to do
back when it was just me and you
an old apple tree tire swing
going so high, we seemed to have wings
no cares, we carried no worries
so much time to make up stories
sliding down the dirtpile side
digging up kaleidoscope pieces, grins grow wide
running through fields taller than our heads
butterfly nets ready, let’s go we said!

blue skies before we had warnings 
dew covered clover laced magic mornings
adventure awaits at the end - past the closed gate
by the clear stream a little turtles fate
riding up the field fresh cut middle path
past the tree stumps and the black coil’s wrath
dodging hedge apples doing zig zags
running around playing manhunt and freeze tag
building castle forts using scraps and twigs
filling pans up with raspberries and sprigs
stuck in weeds bursting out in 1st gear
we always had the reserve tank that time of year

All songs written, played, recorded, and produced by Nephilim Hunter. 

All songs and artwork: copyright 1998-2023 by Nephilim Hunter. 

All truth is found in Yahuah and Yahusha.

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Attempted Takeover lyrical video: 

https://rumble.com/vn629d-nephilim-hunter-attempted-takeover-2021.html
https://youtu.be/tk8MFRHUQQY


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The Acquiescence - A short film by Nephilim Hunter.
Copyright 2023. 
All Rights Reserved. 

Film for educational and entertainment purposes.


All original music by Nephilim Hunter. 
Music from the motion picture soundtrack can be found here: 
https://soundcloud.com/hukleb


The Acquiescence can be found on the following sites for free streaming:

Youtube (best quality):
https://youtu.be/FGcmZLOgpXs


Rumble (medium quality):
https://rumble.com/v308sek-the-acquiescence.html


Bitchute (lower quality due to file size restriction): 
https://www.bitchute.com/video/mj4NVpF7mI6E/

The Short Season / After The 1000 ©2022

Nephilim Hunter

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