[Chorus: Breeton Boi]
This is war!
Tell me what you fightin' for
Tell me what inside you struck a chord
Had to tell 'em this is war!
This ain't something you ignore
We gon' get to kicking down your door
Let 'em know that this is war!
Look at all the bodies and the gore
Look at all the violence that we caused
Can't believe that this is war!
There ain't no more time for us to mourn
'Cause we gon' be fightin' till the morn
Just accept this is-

[Verse: Breeton Boi]
Reality, life full of pain, anguish, and tragedy
Strategy, only way we survivin' the casualty
Had to do unspeakable actions to keep my sanity
Evеrything inhumane in the name of saving humanity

Dеvil is what they branded me, only based on my ancestry
They ain't never encounter me, judgin' my personality
Actin' like they know how I be, where'd they get the audacity
I might get on my Erwin and lead the charge singlehandedly
To fight, don't know if it's wrong or if it's right
All I know is I'm gon' make it through the night
Let 'em know that it's on sight
If war is what they want then they can try it
But I hope they don't think I'mma go in silence
With the Survey Corps, slidin' out to go preserve these walls
I'll lead the line until Paradis falls, the people need us more
And best believe my team done heard these calls
So now we gassed on ODM I hope we make it to the end, but

[Chorus: Breeton Boi, Shwabadi]
This is war!
Tell me what you fightin' for
Tell me what inside you struck a chord
Had to tell 'em this is war!
This ain't something you ignore
We gon' get to kicking down your door
Let 'em know that this is war!
Look at all the bodies and the gore
Look at all the violence that we caused
Can't believe that this is war!
There ain't no more time for us to mourn (Ey, yeah)
'Cause we gon' be fightin' till the morn
Just accept this is-

[Verse: Shwabadi]
Chaos, destruction, when man is made into monsters
Would you give life and your last breath in name of nations above you
Try to hide your violent past, politicians claim that they love you
When marching men into the furnace, setting flames will not touch you
So flagrant when obfuscating the truth from the masses
Manipulating the population to make 'em more passive
I be too patient when faced with facts that we're actually captive
If they gon' label me the devil I'm gon' actually act it

I'll be the savage that they want in the fight
In reality, the only other option is die
I will not be resigned, when an opp has got me in sight
Use these broken, bloody fingers and hold on for my life

There's no glory when every soldier is battered and raw
Every battle's an obituary fought in the morgue
How'd you walk among the brave with every ligament torn?
Write your name by the ruddy ink of the sword
This is war!