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!