Story Behind The Song

The genesis of "Elevator to Hell" can be traced back to an evening of experimentation and curiosity. The band's frontwoman, a fervent explorer of music and its hidden messages, found herself intrigued by the urban legend surrounding Led Zeppelin's iconic song "Stairway to Heaven." It was said that playing the song backwards revealed eerie and cryptic messages. Intrigued by these claims and their potential to inspire creative insight, she decided to listen to the reversed track alone in her studio. As she played "Stairway to Heaven" backwards, the frontwoman was struck by the disjointed and haunting sounds that emerged. The reversed lyrics seemed to convey a dark and unsettling narrative, a stark contrast to the original song's hopeful ascent. Words and phrases like "Here's to my sweet Satan" and "The one whose little path would make me sad" echoed through her mind, sparking a profound contemplation of the duality of good and evil, salvation and damnation. The experience was more than just an auditory curiosity; it was a catalyst for deep introspection. The frontwoman began to reflect on the nature of spiritual belief, the hidden fears and desires within the human psyche, and the perpetual struggle between light and darkness. The concept of an "elevator to hell" began to take shape in her mind, symbolizing a descent into the depths of one's soul and the confrontation with personal demons. Fueled by this revelation, the frontwoman set out to translate her thoughts and emotions into music. She picked up her acoustic guitar, seeking to capture the raw and intimate essence of her experience. The initial chords she played were somber and reflective, perfectly setting the tone for the song. The lyrics flowed naturally, each line a reflection of her inner turmoil and spiritual questioning. The acoustic guitar became a central element of the composition, interspersed with heavier, industrial elements and doom-laden riffs that intensified the song's dark atmospher

Song Description

"Elevator to Hell" was conceived during a period of deep personal reflection for the band's frontwoman. Inspired by themes of spirituality and inner struggle, the song delves into the darker aspects of human existence and the soul's journey through life and beyond. The frontwoman's fascination with religious texts, existential philosophy, and the concept of salvation and damnation significantly influenced the song's lyrical content. The song opens with a haunting acoustic guitar intro, setting a somber and reflective tone. The acoustic guitar remains a central element throughout the track, interspersed with heavier, industrial elements and doom-laden riffs that intensify the song's dark atmosphere. A slow to moderate tempo characterizes the composition, creating a sense of deliberate, melancholic progression. The song's lyrics reveal a recurrent motif of spiritual conflict, with lines like "Shall I loathe you now, parishioner?" and "Oh I'll ne'er be saved, because I live with Satan" evoking a sense of inner turmoil and existential dread. The imagery of an elevator descending to hell symbolizes a journey into the depths of one's soul, confronting personal demons and the struggle for redemption. The song's narrative explores the dynamic interplay between salvation and damnation, highlighting the tension between spiritual belief and personal sin. This tension is reflected in the lyrics, which juxtapose religious imagery with existential questioning, underscoring the song's thematic complexity and emotional depth. The ambiguity and multiplicity of meanings in the lyrics invite various interpretations. The repeated chorus, "We're all out of signs, I know I'm sorta shocked to hear The Lord, my God now will save me!" reflects societal fears, personal anxieties, and existential dread. The fluidity and subjective nature of the song's message allow for a diverse range of interpretations, emphasizing the song's thematic richness. Furthermore, "Elevator to Hell"

Lyrics

Play backwards, hear why it's sung here, oppositioner
On track, all arriving, they all sing and they are one
Shall I loath you now, parishioner? Oh, hear, here, Christian within me

All my life will end for him, all my life will end for
All my life will end, all my life will, all my life, all my life
All my life, all my, oh, oh

We're all out of signs. I know I'm sort of shocked
We're all out of signs. I know I'm sort of shocked
To hear the Lord my God now will save me
I know I'm sort of shocked
To hear the Lord my God now will save me

We're all out of sight. To hear the Lord my God now will save me
We're all out of sight because I live with Satan. Oh, let me be saved
Because I live with Satan. Oh, let me be saved

I know I am sort of shocked. I know I am sort of shocked
One wished today that you'll pray, the three who'll make it here late
Pray now, and you'll see

The Lord turned me on, but I was a shaggy fool
Here's to my sweet Satan, the one whose little path would make me sad
Lost at a height

So here's to my sweet Satan, the one whose little path would make me
He'll make me

They'll give those with him 666, all the evil who's been loathing me
Will suffer sadly
Family won't get loose, they're offered me

I see all now
I see ruin
I see you all now
I see you now
I see ruins, said he
The world they offered me
A wish I once fought
Say you'll save me

Always serves the worker
If we lose them all
Always will be as we know now
Always will be as we know now
Always
I'll be your sweet, no no
Always will be as we know
Always will be as we know
Always will be as we know

And no winds can bend the rules
The rules can do
And no winds can bend the rose
And no wimps can do

May the hunter set them
Up next to the shore
Cause they see all from there
See, here is the news
The walls will break
No smile I know

Wait forever
Someday feared we'll lose one line up
The winds can do
And no wimps can do
And no wimps can do

He'll say the Lord's Thoth have all our loss
Night must be superb, masses ended
Over there, he who should learn me
Any moot that serves by night's sworn music
I wish it would slowly show
All for my mass sake, hear why it's sung
Here oppositioner, oh

He who should show
May make his show worthy
To look for us all sickly
There's one chance, take his show
Hold thy head
Hear why it's sung here oppositioner

Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who owns this earth built below

Oh sweet Israel
So here's to my sweet Satan
The other's little path
Would make me sad
Whose power is Satan
He'll give those with him
Six, six, six, sick
And all the evil fools
bending rules
I suffer sadly