You will NEVER understand.
(Printed on a Wacken cup).
Wacken and Party-San 2008:
I saw Iron Maiden, they ruled beyond dreams. I saw Gorogoroth for the second time, equally impressive, I saw Impaled Nazarene which were real cool, Behemoth that delivered an amazing show, Children of Bodom for the third time along with their usual silliness, Lordi which were real funny despite the time being 2-3 am and raining, I got to see Carcass and At the Gates, Negura Bunget, Before the Dawn, Farsot, Endstille, Bolt Thrower, a tiny bit of Sabaton and Corvus Corax and Nifelheim and Saltatio Mortis, Watain, fell asleep during Lord Belial due to the tiredness, Kampfar, Vreid, a bit of Obituary, laughed my ass off at Nightwish because she was so bad, Koldbrann, a tiny bit of Bloodbath, Tyr and Skyforger.
I bought vinyl boots, an amazing corset, a great long skirt, Shining tshirt (I swear it was made for me, with the wonderful inscription "Submit to Self Destruction), Enthroned, Gorgoroth long sleeve, old Behemoth sweatshirt, Wacken tshirt, Party-San tshirt, Endstille girlie, Deathspell Omega. Satanic Warmaster cd, Nargaroth cd, Heimdals Wacht (great band of my friends, they'll play with Satanic Warmster in the future), got a tape of theirs, and a cd of their vocalist Cultus, and another friends' band called Dark Shadow. And one very gothy calendar by Victoria Frances. Complete with 7 Wacken cups.
Met lots of new people, was adopted by a group of Germans while in Party-San alone, went to a waterpark with friends, got drunk just enough, met a metalhead who named his son Damian for the sake of "the Omen", had three nervous breakdowns in five days, which is better than last year that was three nervous breakdowns in 2 days, and made a connection with someone that I hope will last for a long time. It is carried in one song that I cannot stop listening to. The lyrics aren't about "us" but they talk greatly, if only to me, and it has been depressing me, while making me smile for two days now, at home, at work, whenever.
I can't believe it's over. I can't believe I have to wait another 351 days in a place I hate, working at a job I hate, and going on being unstable. I know the feeling will subside, because it always does, but for now, the first few days after coming back everything is Hell. I am still there but I am not, I am here but I am not, I am nowhere and everywhere in the same time and it's tearing my brain apart. I don't know how to deal. I just want to go back to Germany. To those two weeks in August when everything is possible and everything makes sense though nothing is really logical. I wrote 44 pages in my journal. That's a record even for me. No year is like the other and despite the mess and all the bad things everything is always perfect. I don't wanna wait. I don't wanna be here. All I have is the need to go to Germany and stop time in Wacken. Next year Party-San: Shining, Marduk and Satyricon have already confirmed! Nothing left to do but wait. It is the only thing I have been doing for so long. Waiting.
Next week I'm finishing the tattoo.
351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.351.
Official German/Canadian/BoB camping Wacken 2008 song:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqXi8W…(be warned, it is stupid and offensive, and yet strangely ingenious).
And the other timesless song, reigning supreme in my poor sorry head:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sduv77…So after all those one night stands
You've ended up with heart in hand
A child alone
On your own
Retreating
Regretful for the things you're not
And all the things you haven't got
Without a home
A heart of stone
Lies bleeding
And for all the roads you followed
And for all you did not find
And for all the dreams you had to leave behind
I am the way
I am the light
I am the dark inside the night
I hear your hopes
I feel your dreams
And in the dark I hear your screams
Don't turn away
Just take my hand
And when you make your final stand
I'll be right there
I'll never leave
And all I ask of you
Believe
Your childhood eyes were so intense
While bartering your innocence
For bits of string
The grown-up wings
You needed
But when you had to add them up
You found that there were not enough
To get you in
Pay for sins repeated
And for all the years you borrowed
And for all the tears you hide
And for all the fears you had to keep inside
I am the way
I am the light
I am the dark inside the night
I hear your hopes
I feel your dreams
And in the dark
I hear your screams
Don't walk away
Just take my hand
And when you make your final stand
I'll be right there
I'll never leave
And all I ask of you is
Believe
I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time
Till time wasted me
I never wanted to go
I always wanted to stay
'Cause the persons I am
Are the parts that I play
So I plot and I plan
And I hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can no longer pay
I am the way
I am the light
I am the dark
Inside the night
I hear your hopes
I feel your dreams
And in the dark
I hear your screams
Don't turn away
Just take my hand
And when you make your final stand
I'll be right there
I'll never leave
And all I ask of you
Believe
(Guess I will believe in everything, then.)