Looking f… Read Full Bio ↴The ARRS are a French Metalcore band. They formed in 1998.
Looking for powerful music that mixes the strength of Metal, the madness of Hardcore, sensible lyrics and constructive attitude?
Forget about clichés and followers, make way for France's The Arrs!
Since the 2003 "Condition Humaine" demo, the band have been working on their own accession, conscientious and clear-sighted.
Pitching on high risk, The Arrs recorded their hard liner debut "Et la douleur est la meme" (And the pain is the same) in 2005 and started touring at once with the leading French metal acts (Gojira, Dagoba, Eths,...)
After opening for various international Hardcore acts and performing at Hellfest, France, the creativity of the band reached new heights, embodied by sophomore album "Trinite" in 2007.
On new effort "Hero l Assassin" (Murderous hero), The Arrs decided to set their imagination free, creating an album without boundaries and standing at the crossroads of genres.
"Hero l Assassin" evokes the dark side of power, its morbid fascination and its lethal impact hiding behind pomp and glory. A pure reflection of the times, this violent, somber, intense and chaotic album expresses the reproaches made to contemporary gods.
No one will get out of here alive...
Hommes d'honneur
The Arrs Lyrics
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comment oublier, leur douleur ressucité
trahir? Plutôt mourir
que ramper tête baissée sous un empire.
Personne ne dicte mes pas, Traître!
traitre resigne toi.
Ni dieu ni Maitre
Aux Hommes D'honneur, relevez un peu la tête.
au nom de nos Pères, de nos mères, cette parole s'ra la dernière
De la vertu à la haine, des cendres à la poussière.
Aux Hommes D'honneur
un combat sur soit même.
Ici ni faux semblant, ni faux prophètes.
Les yeux grands ouverts, souffrir en secret.
trahir? Plutôt mourir
que ramper tête baissée sous un empire.
Personne ne dicte mes pas, Traitre!
traitre resigne toi.
Comme sacrifié, sur l'buché d'nos péchés
Feeling like a sacrificial offering, punished for our sins.
comment oublier, leur douleur ressucité
How can we forget the resurrected pain of those we've hurt?
trahir? Plutôt mourir que ramper tête baissée sous un empire.
Betrayal? Rather die than submit to an oppressive regime with lowered heads.
Personne ne dicte mes pas, Traître! traitre resigne toi.
No one tells me what to do, traitor! Resign yourself to that fact.
Ni dieu ni Maitre Aux Hommes D'honneur, relevez un peu la tête.
Neither God nor Master, to the Men of Honor, raise your heads a little.
au nom de nos Pères, de nos mères, cette parole s'ra la dernière
In the name of our fathers and mothers, this word will be the last.
De la vertu à la haine, des cendres à la poussière.
From virtue to hatred, from ashes to dust.
Aux Hommes D'honneur un combat sur soit même.
For Men of Honor, a battle against oneself.
Ici ni faux semblant, ni faux prophètes.
Here, no false pretenses, no false prophets.
Les yeux grands ouverts, souffrir en secret.
Eyes wide open, suffering in silence.
trahir? Plutôt mourir que ramper tête baissée sous un empire.
Betrayal? Rather die than submit to an oppressive regime with lowered heads.
Personne ne dicte mes pas, Traitre! traitre resigne toi.
No one tells me what to do, traitor! Resign yourself to that fact.
Contributed by Riley R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.