The Sound Of The BladeLowering clouds in the sky aglowDarken my shield of victory通红的天际中，昏暗的乌云遮蔽了属于我的胜利Is my fate doomed to hell on earth?难道这是我命中注定的，要堕落到人间地狱吗？A shift in the wind guides me to to home风引领我回家I stare in the mirror now我凝视着镜中的自己Who is that under my bloody mail?那鲜血染红的（该死？？）盔甲中到底是谁？I bury my lance and I kneel on this field我跪到在战场上把长矛插进地土里I rend the air with my old sword挥舞着那把锈迹斑斑的剑对天长叹I commend my soul to God主啊，请把我的灵魂带走把。I?m fatally hurt but not by a knight伤我至此的人却不是敌人的战士When I hear the sound of the blade听到刀锋划过脸庞的声音I recall all the blood shed in vain我的鲜血该为谁流I bury my lance and I knell on this field我跪到在战场上把长矛插进地土里I rend the air with my old sword挥舞着那把锈迹斑斑的剑对天长叹I commend my soul...主啊，请把我的灵魂带走把Wherever I turn my eyes I only see the lives何时何地，举目四望，就看到生命在消逝I shattered and they'll never find the path of the sun即使我分身碎骨了，他们也不会找到光明Wherever I turn my head I only see the dead何时何地，只要我一扭转头，就看到生灵涂炭I left behind, they'll never find the path of the sun即使我的尸体留在战场上，他们也不会找到光明的，永远不。

aglow 这个还是作绯红吧,鲁迅也用过这个词

Bloody 可以翻译成“血染的”。
A shift in the wind 可以翻译成“凛风的舞动”，整句是“舞动的凛风带我回家”
I rend the air with my old sword, 这句可以增加一些画面感，翻译成“在狂风中挥舞在着我那破旧的宝剑”