Review by Sam on February 21, 2026.

Of the many charming and disarming characteristics of the first EP from the Swiss mercenaries, the one that stands out most to me is the wonderfully unique tone of the guitar. There is but one word to describe this tone, and that word is “oaken”. If you are unclear about what I mean, then I must refer you to the first LP by Obituary. Those dudes stole the guitar sound of "Morbid Tales/To Mega Therion", and it could even be said that they perfected it. This ingenious treatment of the six-string by Celtic Frost sounds like they were going for something Sabbathy, say "Vol. 4", and then ran it through a big, dead, haunted, still rooted to the ground, hollowed out tree trunk, deep within the Black Forest. When you couple this sound with the unabashed and unrefined fervor that the musicians come at you with, it’s the recipe for something special.

This music was written at a time when one of the original intentions of heavy metal still remained: the intent to be scary. Just look at any promotional photo of the band from this era. These people do not want to be your friend. They do not wish to have fun. They do not seek to party. Tom G. Warrior, though slight of build at the time, looked like a reanimated corpse, still quite mummified. Indeed, the prototypical corpse paint used by the band was only black, no white, which I have always felt is the method that renders the subject to appear most dead. Isn’t that the purpose of “corpse” paint? To look like a corpse? Hell if I know. I’ve never been a black metalhead. But I do know this. When I first heard the unsettling sounds of the layered and looped cries of anguish in various octaves featured on the album intro “Human”, I thought it was scary.

In 1984, the general consensus among music journos was that Hellhammer did not know how to play their instruments. I find the crude musicianship to be one of its most endearing traits. Although the chops of the newly-christened Celtic Frost were markedly improved less than a calendar year after Hellhammer’s disbandment, the unsophisticated chord progressions of CF’s early work, and the straight-up fretboard abuse that qualified as guitar solos, suggested that the stringed-instrument players were still a bit green. The marked improvement that I referred to was due mostly to the addition of a real drummer. Enter Stephen Priestly. His performance on Morbid Tales is that of an experienced professional who puts the previous band’s drummer to shame. His double bass is aggressive and balanced, fills are inventive, and the tone of the kicks and snare is punchy and spot-on. It should be noted that drum tone is the responsibility solely of the drummer, not the producer. Any drummer worth his salt knows how to make his snare crisp and resonant and his kick drums thud like an underwater explosion, which is what we have at hand. The way that the band’s work was produced here lends it a feeling of compression that packs a powerful gut punch.

All of these tracks are primordial classics, and a couple display Celtic Frost’s inclination toward experimentation with the appearance of female ('Return To The Eve') and spoken word ('Procreation (Of The Wicked)') vocals, not to mention the two weird and delightfully off-putting instrumentals, 'Human' and 'Danse Macabre'. The lead vocals of Tom Warrior are colored by his thick Swiss accent, which is an aspect of Tom’s voice that he admirably has never attempted to change or refine throughout his long career. There’s just no way I could describe Gilles de Rais as a holy man. He will always be The Holly Man.

The influence of this record and of this band is immeasurable, as it has become one of the cornerstones of death and black metal. This was released when thrash was embryonic, and this material is a kind of proto-thrash, but as listeners from the future, we are able to discern the seeds of the coming subgenres beginning to take root and rear their malformed and malevolent flower. If 'Return To The Eve' is not a template for black metal with its creepy mid-tempo 6/8 meter and haunting female vocal accompaniment, then I definitely do not know what I am talking about. If 'Into The Crypts Of Rays' is not the blueprint for the ENTIRE black thrash genre, well then fuck it. Let’s not forget the mighty Nile gave their nod to The Frost with the album "Annihilation Of The Wicked". And honestly, how many pillars of these genres have we seen photographed in their formative years dressed in Celtic Frost tee shirts? Too numerous to count.

Fifteen years ago, when I first tried (and failed) to review this work, I was undoubtedly uneducated compared to now. That’s what the passage of time will do for your passions in life. But I was zealous. Just like the young musicians captured in this 1984 time capsule. And you know what? The zealotry on display could indeed be the biggest or best takeaway from this monumental album. These dudes were immersed, enthralled, and enmeshed with the ethos that is heavy metal, and despite any insufficiency they may have had as musicians, their sincerity for the music that they loved and created simply would not be denied.

Rating: 9.5 out of 10

Review by Sam on February 21, 2026.

Of the many charming and disarming characteristics of the first EP from the Swiss mercenaries, the one that stands out most to me is the wonderfully unique tone of the guitar. There is but one word to describe this tone, and that word is “oaken”. If you are unclear about what I mean, then I must refer you to the first LP by Obituary. Those dudes stole the guitar sound of "Morbid Tales/To Mega Therion", and it could even be said that they perfected it. This ingenious treatment of the six-string by Celtic Frost sounds like they were going for something Sabbathy, say "Vol. 4", and then ran it through a big, dead, haunted, still rooted to the ground, hollowed out tree trunk, deep within the Black Forest. When you couple this sound with the unabashed and unrefined fervor that the musicians come at you with, it’s the recipe for something special.

This music was written at a time when one of the original intentions of heavy metal still remained: the intent to be scary. Just look at any promotional photo of the band from this era. These people do not want to be your friend. They do not wish to have fun. They do not seek to party. Tom G. Warrior, though slight of build at the time, looked like a reanimated corpse, still quite mummified. Indeed, the prototypical corpse paint used by the band was only black, no white, which I have always felt is the method that renders the subject to appear most dead. Isn’t that the purpose of “corpse” paint? To look like a corpse? Hell if I know. I’ve never been a black metalhead. But I do know this. When I first heard the unsettling sounds of the layered and looped cries of anguish in various octaves featured on the album intro “Human”, I thought it was scary.

In 1984, the general consensus among music journos was that Hellhammer did not know how to play their instruments. I find the crude musicianship to be one of its most endearing traits. Although the chops of the newly-christened Celtic Frost were markedly improved less than a calendar year after Hellhammer’s disbandment, the unsophisticated chord progressions of CF’s early work, and the straight-up fretboard abuse that qualified as guitar solos, suggested that the stringed-instrument players were still a bit green. The marked improvement that I referred to was due mostly to the addition of a real drummer. Enter Stephen Priestly. His performance on Morbid Tales is that of an experienced professional who puts the previous band’s drummer to shame. His double bass is aggressive and balanced, fills are inventive, and the tone of the kicks and snare is punchy and spot-on. It should be noted that drum tone is the responsibility solely of the drummer, not the producer. Any drummer worth his salt knows how to make his snare crisp and resonant and his kick drums thud like an underwater explosion, which is what we have at hand. The way that the band’s work was produced here lends it a feeling of compression that packs a powerful gut punch.

All of these tracks are primordial classics, and a couple display Celtic Frost’s inclination toward experimentation with the appearance of female ('Return To The Eve') and spoken word ('Procreation (Of The Wicked)') vocals, not to mention the two weird and delightfully off-putting instrumentals, 'Human' and 'Danse Macabre'. The lead vocals of Tom Warrior are colored by his thick Swiss accent, which is an aspect of Tom’s voice that he admirably has never attempted to change or refine throughout his long career. There’s just no way I could describe Gilles de Rais as a holy man. He will always be The Holly Man.

The influence of this record and of this band is immeasurable, as it has become one of the cornerstones of death and black metal. This was released when thrash was embryonic, and this material is a kind of proto-thrash, but as listeners from the future, we are able to discern the seeds of the coming subgenres beginning to take root and rear their malformed and malevolent flower. If 'Return To The Eve' is not a template for black metal with its creepy mid-tempo 6/8 meter and haunting female vocal accompaniment, then I definitely do not know what I am talking about. If 'Into The Crypts Of Rays' is not the blueprint for the ENTIRE black thrash genre, well then fuck it. Let’s not forget the mighty Nile gave their nod to The Frost with the album "Annihilation Of The Wicked". And honestly, how many pillars of these genres have we seen photographed in their formative years dressed in Celtic Frost tee shirts? Too numerous to count.

Fifteen years ago, when I first tried (and failed) to review this work, I was undoubtedly uneducated compared to now. That’s what the passage of time will do for your passions in life. But I was zealous. Just like the young musicians captured in this 1984 time capsule. And you know what? The zealotry on display could indeed be the biggest or best takeaway from this monumental album. These dudes were immersed, enthralled, and enmeshed with the ethos that is heavy metal, and despite any insufficiency they may have had as musicians, their sincerity for the music that they loved and created simply would not be denied.

Rating: 9.5 out of 10

Review by Rosh on March 19, 2021.

In order to be outstanding amidst one's peers, they need not explicitly seek to be the most polarizing or unique of the bunch. Rather, having a distinct and clear vision, whether derivative of other bodies of work or not, and being able to execute it to its fully realized potential, is the deciding factor in what makes a work of art truly "good", in my opinion - uniqueness can often be a byproduct of this creative honesty. That's the best segue into a monolith of an early extreme metal classic like Celtic Frost's seminal debut EP/album I can think of, because, bar none, I take this to be the greatest piece of proto-black/death metal of the entire first wave movement, wielding a punishing atmosphere, an intriguing sense of esotericism, and sick fucking extreme metal riffs all as colors on a palette of unparalleled classiness. It's that classiness that makes this album feel entirely timeless and not even remotely dated to this day - and this is coming from someone who regards "Hell Awaits", "Seven Churches", and "Pleasure To Kill" as untouchable essentials of early extreme metal as well. Something about early Celtic Frost, though, feels darker and more solemn than the works of their boundary-pushing contemporaries, while retaining the overall crudeness, and it's not just because of abstract works of art like 'Danse Macabre' and 'Tears In A Prophet's Dream'.

The latter point is evident from the very beginning of 'Into the Crypts of Rays' wherein the band's riff structures and progressions present themselves as ever so slightly more involved and metallic than they were on the "Satanic Rites" demo released under the band's previous moniker, Hellhammer. This makes for a song that may superficially appear to be, but most certainly is anything but, a standard 80's extreme metal rager. The repetition of the chunky, bludgeoning riffs (which has influenced Obituary-type death metal bands to a larger extent than most second wave black metal bands excluding Darkthrone) met with Tom Warrior's proto-death growls makes for the most intense music yet conceived in 1984, and compositionally and tonally, still some of the most intense you can listen to. 'Visions of Mortality' and the now standard song which wasn't on the original EP 'Dethroned Emperor' are the perfect balance of crude thrash, doomy oppression, and mid-paced brooding. I cannot stress enough how well these songs embody driving, mid-paced, menacing aggression, counterbalancing the chug-heavy fare which serves as the marrow of the substantial caveman riffs with power chord crunches that do not offer any melody but do offer intriguing progressions which lend memorability and sullen catchiness to the music.

Basically, this is the template for crude, dark extreme metal riffs, neither fast nor slow, and it's the reason why bands like Obituary, Bolt Thrower, Morta Skuld, Asphyx, or Benediction are so successful at delivering mid-paced devastation. Speaking of such OSDM heroes, you can also hear the influence Celtic Frost's faster compositions on this album like the title track or 'Nocturnal Fear', as well as parts of 'Return to the Eve', had; the instruments charge forward relentlessly like a freight train, as songs like "Back to One" by Obituary, "Dying Remains" by Morta Skuld, and "Embers" by Bolt Thrower do in their intro sequences, and the vocals are like an additional spiked battering ram on the front of this freight train. Indeed, Celtic Frost can be pointed to for inspiring the tendency of later extreme bands to use their harsh vocals as an additional instrument (for example, with bands like Incantation, you get the sense that a lot of the atmosphere comes from those low, "cavernous vocals", just as much as the guitars), yet the above mentioned slower tracks still have a Sabbathy element of singing with the main riff. The latter point is important to note because it serves to strengthen the argument that with these dynamics, Celtic Frost deliver the blueprint for tastefully dark extreme metal - not going so far as to abandon traditional heavy metal, but still pushing the envelope considerably, both with their compositions and the atmosphere they evoke.

Lastly, I must admit my shortcomings in writing this review, and a shortcoming that I perceive most of my peers have when discussing bands like Celtic Frost. I, a tasteless, narrow-minded, and dumb metalhead view this album as an intense, loud, crude, badass extreme metal classic that I enjoy immensely on a sonic level. Yet it is so much more than metal, and I cannot stress this enough. Celtic Frost dealt in esotericism and abstract art and that is something anyone needs to understand before approaching their music as just another set of metal classics. I fail here because I do not have an appreciation for this esotericism that goes beyond acknowledging its presence and finding it fucking badass and unique. It's... hard to explain, but the point is I'm not well-versed enough on the influences (likely literature or occult mythology) these guys had outside of music to really grasp the transcendent art they offer on Morbid Tales, so I'll just keep banging my head to it.

Rating: 10 out of 10

Review by Rosh on March 19, 2021.

In order to be outstanding amidst one's peers, they need not explicitly seek to be the most polarizing or unique of the bunch. Rather, having a distinct and clear vision, whether derivative of other bodies of work or not, and being able to execute it to its fully realized potential, is the deciding factor in what makes a work of art truly "good", in my opinion - uniqueness can often be a byproduct of this creative honesty. That's the best segue into a monolith of an early extreme metal classic like Celtic Frost's seminal debut EP/album I can think of, because, bar none, I take this to be the greatest piece of proto-black/death metal of the entire first wave movement, wielding a punishing atmosphere, an intriguing sense of esotericism, and sick fucking extreme metal riffs all as colors on a palette of unparalleled classiness. It's that classiness that makes this album feel entirely timeless and not even remotely dated to this day - and this is coming from someone who regards "Hell Awaits", "Seven Churches", and "Pleasure To Kill" as untouchable essentials of early extreme metal as well. Something about early Celtic Frost, though, feels darker and more solemn than the works of their boundary-pushing contemporaries, while retaining the overall crudeness, and it's not just because of abstract works of art like 'Danse Macabre' and 'Tears In A Prophet's Dream'.

The latter point is evident from the very beginning of 'Into the Crypts of Rays' wherein the band's riff structures and progressions present themselves as ever so slightly more involved and metallic than they were on the "Satanic Rites" demo released under the band's previous moniker, Hellhammer. This makes for a song that may superficially appear to be, but most certainly is anything but, a standard 80's extreme metal rager. The repetition of the chunky, bludgeoning riffs (which has influenced Obituary-type death metal bands to a larger extent than most second wave black metal bands excluding Darkthrone) met with Tom Warrior's proto-death growls makes for the most intense music yet conceived in 1984, and compositionally and tonally, still some of the most intense you can listen to. 'Visions of Mortality' and the now standard song which wasn't on the original EP 'Dethroned Emperor' are the perfect balance of crude thrash, doomy oppression, and mid-paced brooding. I cannot stress enough how well these songs embody driving, mid-paced, menacing aggression, counterbalancing the chug-heavy fare which serves as the marrow of the substantial caveman riffs with power chord crunches that do not offer any melody but do offer intriguing progressions which lend memorability and sullen catchiness to the music.

Basically, this is the template for crude, dark extreme metal riffs, neither fast nor slow, and it's the reason why bands like Obituary, Bolt Thrower, Morta Skuld, Asphyx, or Benediction are so successful at delivering mid-paced devastation. Speaking of such OSDM heroes, you can also hear the influence Celtic Frost's faster compositions on this album like the title track or 'Nocturnal Fear', as well as parts of 'Return to the Eve', had; the instruments charge forward relentlessly like a freight train, as songs like "Back to One" by Obituary, "Dying Remains" by Morta Skuld, and "Embers" by Bolt Thrower do in their intro sequences, and the vocals are like an additional spiked battering ram on the front of this freight train. Indeed, Celtic Frost can be pointed to for inspiring the tendency of later extreme bands to use their harsh vocals as an additional instrument (for example, with bands like Incantation, you get the sense that a lot of the atmosphere comes from those low, "cavernous vocals", just as much as the guitars), yet the above mentioned slower tracks still have a Sabbathy element of singing with the main riff. The latter point is important to note because it serves to strengthen the argument that with these dynamics, Celtic Frost deliver the blueprint for tastefully dark extreme metal - not going so far as to abandon traditional heavy metal, but still pushing the envelope considerably, both with their compositions and the atmosphere they evoke.

Lastly, I must admit my shortcomings in writing this review, and a shortcoming that I perceive most of my peers have when discussing bands like Celtic Frost. I, a tasteless, narrow-minded, and dumb metalhead view this album as an intense, loud, crude, badass extreme metal classic that I enjoy immensely on a sonic level. Yet it is so much more than metal, and I cannot stress this enough. Celtic Frost dealt in esotericism and abstract art and that is something anyone needs to understand before approaching their music as just another set of metal classics. I fail here because I do not have an appreciation for this esotericism that goes beyond acknowledging its presence and finding it fucking badass and unique. It's... hard to explain, but the point is I'm not well-versed enough on the influences (likely literature or occult mythology) these guys had outside of music to really grasp the transcendent art they offer on Morbid Tales, so I'll just keep banging my head to it.

Rating: 10 out of 10

Review by Felix on January 6, 2021.

How many texts have been written about Hellhammer / Celtic Frost? About the difficult youth of Tom G. Warrior, about his and Martin E. Ain’s far-reaching musical visions? Together with Bathory, early Sodom and naturally Venom, Hellhammer is still one of the most influential role-models for millions of extreme metal hordes. Celtic Frost soon left the path that Hellhammer had walked, but Morbid Tales (and Emperor’s Return) was not far away from the material on “Apocalyptic Raids”. It’s simple, non-orchestral and hardly progressive black metal in its most primordial form. It is part of the Swiss phenomenon that it changed its musical direction more or less consequently with every new release, but regardless of the musical quality of the different periods, it seems that their very early works were the most fascinating for the worldwide underground. I mention this, because the historical importance for the further evolution of extreme metal should not be ignored when writing a review. Even though I don’t think that Morbid Tales can compete with the gargantuan To Mega Therion, I must admit that its relevance is awe-inspiring.

The European version of Morbid Tales offered only six tracks, the US copies were supplemented by two songs (the title track and 'Emperor’s Return' – these cuts had been part of a compilation of Noise Records). Honestly speaking, the title track is really missing. I wish I could swap it with the non-musical horror scenario 'Danse Macabre'. However, the mini album features a handful of real songs and all of them have this idiosyncratic aura of defiance, resilience and negativity. 'Into the Crypts of Rays' kicks off the vinyl and its class lies in the eyes of the beholder. Is it just a simple, rapid neckbreaker with a dull solo after a short breather? Or is it the prototype of first wave black metal with a great chorus, minimalistic but surprisingly catchy, and with a subliminal form of magic that lives in every beginning? Make your choice, but be aware of the fact that its speedy design does not really represent the album. Roughly 50% of the material is characterized by the stoic, mid-paced flow of pretty primitive guitar lines, for example the well-known 'Procreation of the Wicked' and 'Return to the Eve', while 'Visions of Mortality' turns from a creeping monster into a high-speed bastard.

It’s difficult to understand the impact of Hellhammer’s and Frost’s early releases from today’s perspective, because they seem to have no unique selling point. Everything runs in well-trodden paths, but it was exactly the Swiss legend that made these paths walkable. The fundament of the songs was a necrotic tissue that had never shown up before in terms of extreme metal and this, the concise “Ugh” and the grinding, droning guitar gave and still give the music it's very special character. And to integrate a narrative part in 'Return to the Eve', performed by a woman with an absolutely emotionless pitch, showed that Tom and Martin (R.I.P.) had definitely already begun to think outside the box.

Finally, the anti-establishment-attitude of the group was also reflected by the production. It did not know any nuances, it was just a stew of death-affine tones. Anyway, the sound did not miss its effect. Having said this, Morbid Tales provided a very individual listening experience, both in terms of the musical content and the technical frame. The mainly speed-oriented 'Nocturnal Fear' closed the cycle.

Although I possess the first pressing, bought in 1984 or 1985, my copy has no poster and no lyric sheet. That’s not okay, because the cover indicated that a poster is included. Maybe I will file a suit against Noise Records for this impertinence one day… But the back cover was also not consistently truthful in its statements. The “thanx-list” promised: don’t panic, we’ll never wimp out – with an underlined “never”. Well… Cold Lake? 'Prototype'? But however, Morbid Tales does not deserve a review that ends with a bitter taste, because it was a grim, painfully resolute and widely excellent release of real outsiders from a comfortable region in Europe that crushed into an Anglo-Saxon and North American dominated scene. This was another interesting detail about this unit which seemed to be driven by its inner demons. Anyway, Hellhammer’s / Celtic Frost’s enormous reputation has many reasons, but one thing is for sure. We would not talk about them anymore if they had not been able to write great songs. You’ll find five of them on this mini album.

Rating: 8.4 out of 10

Review by Felix on January 6, 2021.

How many texts have been written about Hellhammer / Celtic Frost? About the difficult youth of Tom G. Warrior, about his and Martin E. Ain’s far-reaching musical visions? Together with Bathory, early Sodom and naturally Venom, Hellhammer is still one of the most influential role-models for millions of extreme metal hordes. Celtic Frost soon left the path that Hellhammer had walked, but Morbid Tales (and Emperor’s Return) was not far away from the material on “Apocalyptic Raids”. It’s simple, non-orchestral and hardly progressive black metal in its most primordial form. It is part of the Swiss phenomenon that it changed its musical direction more or less consequently with every new release, but regardless of the musical quality of the different periods, it seems that their very early works were the most fascinating for the worldwide underground. I mention this, because the historical importance for the further evolution of extreme metal should not be ignored when writing a review. Even though I don’t think that Morbid Tales can compete with the gargantuan To Mega Therion, I must admit that its relevance is awe-inspiring.

The European version of Morbid Tales offered only six tracks, the US copies were supplemented by two songs (the title track and 'Emperor’s Return' – these cuts had been part of a compilation of Noise Records). Honestly speaking, the title track is really missing. I wish I could swap it with the non-musical horror scenario 'Danse Macabre'. However, the mini album features a handful of real songs and all of them have this idiosyncratic aura of defiance, resilience and negativity. 'Into the Crypts of Rays' kicks off the vinyl and its class lies in the eyes of the beholder. Is it just a simple, rapid neckbreaker with a dull solo after a short breather? Or is it the prototype of first wave black metal with a great chorus, minimalistic but surprisingly catchy, and with a subliminal form of magic that lives in every beginning? Make your choice, but be aware of the fact that its speedy design does not really represent the album. Roughly 50% of the material is characterized by the stoic, mid-paced flow of pretty primitive guitar lines, for example the well-known 'Procreation of the Wicked' and 'Return to the Eve', while 'Visions of Mortality' turns from a creeping monster into a high-speed bastard.

It’s difficult to understand the impact of Hellhammer’s and Frost’s early releases from today’s perspective, because they seem to have no unique selling point. Everything runs in well-trodden paths, but it was exactly the Swiss legend that made these paths walkable. The fundament of the songs was a necrotic tissue that had never shown up before in terms of extreme metal and this, the concise “Ugh” and the grinding, droning guitar gave and still give the music it's very special character. And to integrate a narrative part in 'Return to the Eve', performed by a woman with an absolutely emotionless pitch, showed that Tom and Martin (R.I.P.) had definitely already begun to think outside the box.

Finally, the anti-establishment-attitude of the group was also reflected by the production. It did not know any nuances, it was just a stew of death-affine tones. Anyway, the sound did not miss its effect. Having said this, Morbid Tales provided a very individual listening experience, both in terms of the musical content and the technical frame. The mainly speed-oriented 'Nocturnal Fear' closed the cycle.

Although I possess the first pressing, bought in 1984 or 1985, my copy has no poster and no lyric sheet. That’s not okay, because the cover indicated that a poster is included. Maybe I will file a suit against Noise Records for this impertinence one day… But the back cover was also not consistently truthful in its statements. The “thanx-list” promised: don’t panic, we’ll never wimp out – with an underlined “never”. Well… Cold Lake? 'Prototype'? But however, Morbid Tales does not deserve a review that ends with a bitter taste, because it was a grim, painfully resolute and widely excellent release of real outsiders from a comfortable region in Europe that crushed into an Anglo-Saxon and North American dominated scene. This was another interesting detail about this unit which seemed to be driven by its inner demons. Anyway, Hellhammer’s / Celtic Frost’s enormous reputation has many reasons, but one thing is for sure. We would not talk about them anymore if they had not been able to write great songs. You’ll find five of them on this mini album.

Rating: 8.4 out of 10