(Verse 1)
The cellar floor, the grime, the fight
He never asked for the pale moonlight
Just the cold, hard steel, the only friend he knew
Survival's creed, beneath the city's hue.
He climbed the walls, escaped the dirt and rain,
Found a higher master, and a deeper, sharper pain.
Now the crimson wings, upon his chest they rest,
But the burden of the dead weighs heaviest.
(Pre-Chorus)
A silent vow, beneath the thunderous sky,
To make their sacrifice worth more than a lie.
His eyes are old, they’ve seen the end of days,
But still, he steps into the smoky haze.
(Chorus)
He is the Cleanest Blade, that cuts through human fear,
The fraction of a moment, when the Titan drawing near
Feels the chilling whisper of his spinning, sudden grace,
A silent, swift destruction in this godforsaken place.
He holds the rank of Captain, but his soul remains alone,
A soldier forged in suffering, upon a broken throne.
(Verse 2)
The harness screams, the gas jets fire bright,
A silver blur against the fading light.
The sound of stone, the roar of monstrous breath,
He finds his perfect rhythm in the dance of death.
He moves too fast for terror to take hold,
A grim precision, a story left untold.
He cleans the earth of monsters, limb by bloody limb,
But no amount of washing can cleanse the world for him.
(Pre-Chorus)
A silent vow, beneath the thunderous sky,
To make their sacrifice worth more than a lie.
His eyes are old, they’ve seen the end of days,
But still, he steps into the smoky haze.
(Chorus)
He is the Cleanest Blade, that cuts through human fear,
The fraction of a moment, when the Titan drawing near
Feels the chilling whisper of his spinning, sudden grace,
A silent, swift destruction in this godforsaken place.
He holds the rank of Captain, but his soul remains alone,
A soldier forged in suffering, upon a broken throne.
(Bridge)
He stood by Erwin, watched the great ambitions fall,
He carries every promise, he answers every call.
No tears to shed, no moment left to rest,
Just the final mission, burning in his chest.
Is humanity worth it? — He doesn't need to know.
He only knows the duty, and the path he has to go.
(Guitar Solo - Fast, sharp, and precise, mirroring his fighting style)
(Chorus)
He is the Cleanest Blade, that cuts through human fear,
The fraction of a moment, when the Titan drawing near
Feels the chilling whisper of his spinning, sudden grace,
A silent, swift destruction in this godforsaken place.
He holds the rank of Captain, but his soul remains alone,
A soldier forged in suffering, upon a broken throne.
(Outro)
Just give your heart...
He whispers to the wind,
The fight is never over,
The fight will never end.
(The Cleanest Blade...)
The Captain stands alone.