Essa polêmica surgiu há alguns anos na internet, quando algum cara ouviu a faixa ao contrário e apresentou ao mundo uma versão "alternativa" à espetacular composição de Jimmy Page e Robert Plant .
Particularmente não acredito nisso. Entretanto, a sensação de ouvir a música ao contrário e perceber que algumas palavras/frases são facilmente identificáveis e tem algum sentido deixam qualquer um pelo menos um pouquinho perturbado. Hehehehe...
Vale a pena dar um pulo no seguinte link e tirar suas próprias conclusões. Áudio com lyrics: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6dThG9zBY8
Stairway to Heaven (backwards)
Hear why its sung here, oppositioner
All on track, all arriving
They all sing, and they are one.
Shall I loathe you now, parishoner?
Oh hear Him, Christian within me.
It stirs my sin, the river,
Oh, she swells with our lousiness
Will all life end for him?
We’re all out of signs, I know
I’m sorta shocked
To hear The Lord, My God now will save me!
Oh I will never be saved
Because I live with Satan!
One wish today,
That you’ll all pray for
Three who will make it here late.
Pray now and you’ll see,
The ‘Lord’ turned me on,
But, oh, I was the shaggy fool..
Clothed in agony, lost at a height.
There’s no escaping it,
Nor his woes..So here’s to my Sweet Satan.
Whose little path
Would make me sad
Whose power is satan.
He’ll give those with him 666.
And there was an evil toolshed,were he made us suffer sad-ly
Ohohohoh…“Family won’t get loose, they’re offered me.”
Always soothes the worker.
Always will be as we know now
“I see ruins,” said he,“the world they offered me?
Who wished the Lord’s fall?”
If we lose feather, say you’ll save me!
And no wimps can bend the rules..
And no wimps can do..
Hunt next to the shore,‘cause they see all from there,
See here’s the news, who walks with mute grief!
Perhaps no-one found thee…
Heaven, lift me out, spake the Rave
Someday, failed, we’ll lose one line-up
They’ve gotta leave forsaken.
And no wimps can do.. And no wimps can do…
He, who say the lords thoth have our laws,that must be superb.
Mass is ended..
Over there,He who should learn thee.
Any moot that serves by my sworn music,
I wish it with snow be shushed,
All for my mass’s sake.
Hear why its sung,here, oppositioner,
Ohh..He who should show
May make his show worthy,
To look, for us, odd.. sickly,
There’s one chance, take his show.
Hold thy head,
Hear why its sung here. oppositioner.
Who owns this earth built below?
Oh sweet Israel…