Arma Angelus
The dark metalcore of Chicago's Arma Angelus materialized in late 1999, ari… Read Full Bio ↴The dark metalcore of Chicago's Arma Angelus materialized in late 1999, arising out of the dissolution of Extinction and the furiously political Racetraitor, two influential bands on the local scene. In the few years they were together, Arma Angelus made a name for themselves around the Midwest with an intense live show and invigorating approach to metal/hardcore. They released an EP via Happy Couples Never entitled The Grave End of the Shovel (Let It Burn Records later released it in Europe) and a full-length, Where Sleeplessness Is Rest from Nightmares, before officially breaking up in late 2002, as members wanted to concentrate on other projects. The latter album, which was produced by Adam Dutkiewicz and released on Eulogy, was recorded with Arma Angelus' lineup comprised of vocalist Pete Wentz, guitarists Dan Binaei and Jay Jancetic, bassist Chris Guiterrez, and drummer Tim Miller. Like most bands, lineup changes had occurred over time and the band also included Tim McIlrath (bass), Adam Bishop (guitar), and Andy Hurley (drums) at one point or another. Members of the group went on to play with a slew of bands, most notably pop-punkers Fall Out Boy and hardcore revivalists Rise Against
More Genres
No Artists Found
More Artists
Load All
No Albums Found
More Albums
Load All
No Tracks Found
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Search results not found
Song not found
Arma Angelus Lyrics
Anthem for Those Without Breath and Heart breathe their control, fuck their control…
Cold Pillows and Warm Blades Dear Whoever, Here's another letter that I'll never send. If…
For the Expatriates of Human Civilization I want to live. I want to live under a…
I'm every broken Man Parasites on parasites craft the fall of man. His frailty…
I'm Every Broken Man Parasites on parasites craft the fall of man. His frailty…
Misanthrope And doesn't this road lead Back nowhere at every turn? Mis…
Misanthrope 2.0 And doesn't this road lead back nowhere at every turn?…
The Depression Fidelity it all melts to static. what a goddamned phrase. the…
To Feel No More Bitterness Forever I want to be the last heart that will set…
We Are the Pale Horse Suffocate in this belief, like nails driven through my feet.…