Guren No Zahyou

feuerrotes ziel

you lied, calling yourself a hunter, you're just a hungry beast
if you can't even coexist, you'll end up dead, you whispered

in the blood-soaked light of corpses, there are eyes without light
if you lose your fangs, you'll eventually resent and sing

absurdity, mankind
(even with small victories)
to turn back, the price is too high
(risk) being overwhelmed

it's not like I want to be a dog, even if I die, I can't cut it off, right?
that will is not in vain, like this, it won't end
until we take down those guys

in this beautiful, cruel world

what's dyed in twilight, the target or oneself?
burst into laughter in the dusk, the hunter's will (jaeger)
the impulse (murder) that bursts forth, released in the twilight
without a flock

crimson coordinates

a pitiful shadow wandering in paradise
there must have been someone important to them too

even if seeking the truth, the distorted glass
reflects a broken illusion
only the number of faces peeking in

absurdity, the world
(reality) even with a slight victory
to obtain, the cost is too high
(tension) is relieved

it's not like I want to be a dog, even if I eat, it won't be enough, right?
this will, surpassing time, will be accepted countless times
until that path is repaid, keep moving forward

in this beautiful
cruel world

what sways in the twilight, sadness or cruelty?
embracing the sin of arrogance, the attacking will (krieger)
cursed by admiration (longing) for the same
impulse (murder) that changes the name

crimson coordinates

the boy from that day could only howl
equipped with survey corps gear
(weapons) gathered many comrades
eventually, the attack's
(commander) will pierce the night sky
the beginning and the end intersect
(coordinates) aim high!