The sky will cry with bloody tears And cross will fall upon the grave. You have become a hopeless slave - You're looking for your dead bride.
Princess:
Those witch's presages have come true. Who will show me mysterious clue? All my entreaties are in vane, I'll never see my knight again.
Diablo:
You drag along through storm and rain. You'll never find her shelter! She lives above the endless coast. You are a lonely ghost.
Princess:
My soul is tortured in Diablo's Abyss Where Gloom of Ages keeps the ancient myths. Black solitude captured my flesh, I have no power to repulse the dash! Go, go away, dear knight, monsters fly near! I know that my destiny is to die here.
Diablo The demons are howling, they roar with laughter. I am their master; your soul will be mine! Come into my lair!