Are you the food?
No, we are the hunters!

Not knowing the name of the trampled flower
The fallen bird yearns for the wind to come

No matter how much you pray, nothing will change
What changes this moment is the determination to fight

Pigs that sneer at the resolve to climb over corpses and advance
Have peace as livestock, live in false prosperity, and be as free as starved wolves!

The humiliation of captivity is the beginning of the counterattack. Beyond the walls, the prey is slain by Jaeger
His body burned by an overflowing urge to kill, he will pierce the twilight with scarlet

With the crimson bow and arrow!

Draw the bow and chase it, don't let the enemy escape
Fire the arrow and corner it, never let the enemy escape
The bowstring pulled until it is about to snap
Endless volleys continued, until the target drops dead

It is not the weapon nor the skill
That kills the prey
But the definite will to kill itself

We are the hunters hot as flames!
We are the hunters cold as ice!
We are the hunters! Draw yourself into the arrow!
We are the hunters! Pierce all that comes before you!

Those that can accomplish their goal
Are those that can discard for their goal
To think that a dream can come true without taking a single risk...

Foolish indecisiveness, nothing more than an illusion, what even now maybe reckless bravery...
The pawn of liberty...the charge of the assault
Victory to the slave that runs!

The absurdity in life is the beginning of the onslaught
The stolen lands, the world itself as Eren desires,
As unstoppable rage penetrates him, to the dusk he brings violet skies

The bow and arrow of Hell