Where will this gothic person go?

All alone in the dark, dark shadows

Seeking advice from no one

Not trusting any one

Wandering in the cold, cold night

Never seeing the bright light

No love for anyone in his heart

Just cold, ruthless, and evil

A demonic figure different from me

Cold and heartless,

Always trusting the cold, black soul of his

Confused and lost, black heart full of scars

Wandering alone

No allies with him

He stays in his room

Awaiting others' doom

Lonely and frozen with hate

He seeks no one but himself

Like the fallen angel

Wandering the world

Searching for a place...