Hail Down Deep Lyrics & Tracklist by Fatal Embrace

The raw power of the fire spirit Deep incisions from the old country The cruelty of the beast, by blood inherit Pandemonial vagabond The road to Hell's a killing spree Customs and traditions – sympathy for misery Paragon of darkness – black art's macabre kiss Desperate cries – in the endless abyss In longing spirit – thorns of agony March of death – into obscurity Bleeding in torment Guilded by splinters of the damned Abandoned abattoir in woods of fading light Ditches of lilies grown tall of atrocities I am legion – the curse of tension Dirty, stinking, a black fiend reeking Screams enshroud – visions of dread Beneath the moonless light of death An instant fire – a haunting plight Rebellion – unholy work of the wild The wicked game in canvas deep Merging realms of nightmares creep It won't prosper in grace The lifeless patterns remain Nocturnal crusade where the spirit seethe The barren lands – a death supreme All darkness roams in a fatal embrace The straight descending path of Nero

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

Down comes the sun Shadows walking entombed Howling rolling skies Swallow the sun to greet the moon Brimstone burned of unholy commands Misanthropic whispers Chants of ancient wisdom The way it all goes down The malice of the red right hand Down comes the sun – darkness set and done Raised on the Devil's blood to haunt you down Down comes the sun, down comes darkness Fools rush over crusts To be swallowed by the rapture of doom Roots of earth will shake By the sinister lightning of hate This is death incarnate Clouds of damnation rolling in The sky is black of the blackest sinful sin Abominations essence In every pore in every kin Shadows of Hell crawls within The deepest of temptations

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

Glory of the funeral rite Mayhem of tender prey – psalm of decay Horns – impaling light Emptiness – immortalized We celebrate – hail down deep Feed the hunger with the lasting night Flames of dusk – morning of death Rotten winds – tusks cut deep Like a scythe's silent swing Open veins – shadows kneel Black den – starving The king of blood – the malicious sign Count the blessings – non-divine Wound of thine – death divine Malevolence Blossom of evil – heavens will fall Thy is within us – once and for all The breathing fire – true bleeds the flame The one and only desire – a sweet boon of pain Glory of the funeral rite Mayhem of tender prey – psalm of decay Flames of dusk – morning of death Open veins – shadows kneel The breathing flame – death blessing Black den – starving The king of blood – the malicious sign Count the blessings – non-divine The breathing flame – death blessing

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

Nomad lord among the locust Thy language speaks of southern malice Clarity in eyes of the hollow We raise the sacrifice chalice Hail memento mori Thy burning palms like Megiddo There's a gale of blessing beyond bliss Reverence to thee Hail pestilence – wings of damnation The crooked paths to hell Will end in bleeding retribution Caravan of the deamon Unhallowed night of funeral processions Death-spangled banners of Sodom The haunting souls of insurrection The first straws is like needles to the flesh And it strips you down to the bone Christ is a moth that burns by your breath Dissolving in the smoke Nomad lord among the locust Thy language speaks of southern malice Clarity in eyes of the hollow We raise the sacrifice chalice Caravan of the deamon Unhallowed night of funeral processions Death-spangled banners of Sodom The haunting insurrection

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

Döden – I nattens skuggor blomstrar ondskans vår Doft av härsket blod förtärd ur ruttna sår Djävulens rosor I skarpa taggar Töcken som tänder en eld I mitt bröst Evigt fjättrad I lågans famn I liljors svavel genom Näckens dans Döden – I nattens skuggor blomstrar ondskans vår Drick av döden mitt livets törst Förbannelsen mörknar då som först Kärlekens hjärta mitt svarta hägn Somnar in I ondskans tröst Döden – I nattens skuggor blomstrar ondskans vår I sanningens djup av plåga och sorg Sväljer fröjdefullt all dekadans Ådror fyllda av djävulens blod Ondska bortom besinningslös sans Döden – en sista tår

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

The forest speaks thy name Worn knuckles scared and cold The tail of blood through broken lace Devotion untold Dark desires of unholy measure A temple of death and unknown pleasure I chasten myself to feel the pain inside The wounds that never heal Candles fading in the ritual shack The last spell has been spoken Standing ankle deep in misery The secrets kept unbroken The black stalk that grows in me Down the crooked bend – eyes to see evil My murken heart – filthy as my shrine Hell is the bottomless pit of my non-divine I saw it coming through the flames Purity of my domain The blade of Cain Shadowless light of persistence The forest whispers thy name Purity of my domain Hail down deep Devilish wings – feathers like leafs Wage the of unmerciful deed

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

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Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

One with the primitiveness Of the mourning landscapes And the silence of fall That slumbers motionless The dying seasons masquerade Unfolds in dismal views And draped daylight seems to escape The tyranny of the land secluded Through speaking veil of rotting beauty The agony, the sorrows was born in me Alone and divided from mankind Going down in autumn rust to seal the shrine The burning meadows like scars in my soul This is a good day to die

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

In the depths of yourself You'll find the meaning, the truth of it all Consume the God of yourself And feed the need of bleeding The Sinister truth The altar of self-preservation In the darkness of night The blood of youth – next generation Burn abomination's flare to silence – now The loss of tranquility Death is absolute – sweet the silence A final breath – patiently waiting Southern virtue – wrapped in brimstone In a shed of all evil and hate I'm digging up the hatchet The long and winding road to hell I know Blood dripping down the Devil's pendulum I am the reaper inside of you Born by your breath – retribution crowned A peace of mind – eternal truth The wildest and strongest flames of darkness Sincere – the blackest faith is endless In the depths of yourself You'll find the meaning, the truth of it all Consume the God of yourself And feed the need of bleeding The altar of self-preservation In the darkness of night The blood of youth – next generation Burn the book of lies to breed in Hell

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

There's been a black heart In me since the day I was born It's a part of me that's never gonna be torn Few will ever know The love of darkness from below The core of your inner divine self That makes your black heart glow Where I come from The dreams alive with the pain inside My mind would be a broken place A hollow space without you by my side Soul of the black heart I am one, one with thee Soul of the black heart A trustworthy righteous fire The sweet smell of creosote Church bells stopped ringing Down the bayou, the lack of God is present The nooses dangling Been down that death party It's the bottom of the pail, it seems Through the never Is a duty of how Hell redeems The black staves falling No alms by your bed to save your throat The spot on hammering of words To kneel beneath the goat

Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026

Hail Down Deep

1 - Spirit of the Fiend

2 - Darkness Set and Done

3 - Death Blessing

4 - Southern Malice

5 - Drick av döden

6 - Of Unholy Measure

7 - Svärtan

8 - Through the Speaking Veil

9 - Digging Up the Hatchet

10 - Soul of the Black Heart