Tipharethagirion Lyrics

To put fear in the heart of Helios!
Tipharethagirion, ne'er to be Apollo yon, wane the weight of midnights in advent of the morrow's dawn.
Thusly shall he go to war, and trample on his sister's corpse, then rot through silver, Lord, and love to be reborn Apolloyon.

Hear me, O cancerous sun!
TI-PHA-RE-THA-GI-RI-ON!
whence the worlds are one, then shall our war be won.

Afront Esarhaddon in chains, I shan't affront thy sacred name. Your open arms and maw alike, have beckoned for a son alight.
The litten bodies of my young shall pass through fire of the sun, the twice risen o'er thy sphere shall rise as thrice with this deed done.
Thy Sorath-Christ awakened be!
Thy scorching sun like Galilee revolve above the astral sphere
to make Turinic shroud be clear.
The face of Lord, at last be shown, and thy name at last be known.
Eleven eyes of cancer blaze!
Hear my voice, O end of days!