Exile Eternal--Iron and Fire

The lost 1978–85 progressive rock supergroup that time forgot… until now.
Geddy Lee’s razor-wire vocals, Tom Scholz’s infinite Les Paul cathedrals, Neil Peart’s war-machine drums, Steve Howe’s crystalline counterpoint, Rick Wakeman’s Hammond/Minimoog apocalypse.

Eight tracks of biblical fire and victory forged in iron:
Four Beasts rising · Noah’s warning · Nations raging · Rebels safe · Grace, glory, honor, thanksgiving, praise · Iron & Fire.

This is what happens when Hemispheres, Don’t Look Back, and the Book of Revelation collide at 120 dB.

Play loud. The kingdom is at hand.

SAFE ARE THE REBELS  
ALL THE GLORY  
IRON & FIRE

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Iron and Fire

Exile Eternal returns harder, darker, and more triumphant than ever.
By Force is eight tracks of unrelenting 1978–80 progressive rock warfare — Geddy Lee, Tom Scholz, Neil Peart, Steve Howe, and Rick Wakeman at maximum aggression — declaring that the kingdom of heaven is not inherited passively; it is stormed, seized, and taken by force (Matthew 11:12).No compromise. No retreat. No soft landing.
This is the sound of the violent laying hold of the eternal — iron riffs, cosmic organs, 7/8 war marches, and choruses built for 80,000 fists in the air. The war is already won.
These are the victory anthems of those who refused to wait.



By Force

Exile Eternal – Sixties
5:20 progressive rock opera Thirteen ships. Four thousand men.
Operation High jump was supposed to map the ice.
They came back quiet.
Some never came back at all.

My uncle kept the logbook locked.
He only opened it once, in the dark, and whispered of a city under frozen stone where the old ones never sleep.South of the Screaming Sixties
something woke that never should have been found.Part spy mission, part ghost story, part warning.
A nine-minute cinematic descent into the last place on Earth the maps stopped telling the truth.Rush 2112 storytelling.
Genesis Supper’s Ready scope.
The ice never forgets.Turn it up.
The Screaming Sixties are listening. #progressiverock #exileeternal #highjump #operationhighjump #rush #genesis #yes #conceptalbum #antarcticmystery #screaming60s #1978vibes

Sixties

Exile Eternal – Steely Wings (Fall)
5:20 of 1982-84 twin-guitar galloping progressive metal in A♯ Mixolydian The somber masses bleed for a dead god on steely wings.
Osiris lifts his broken throne.
Jackal priests chant the forty-two lies.
Then the true King walks in… and the wings come crashing down. One haunting duduk cry over ancient Egyptian drums,
then Wakeman’s screaming Hammond B3 and twin Les Paul's detonate like the judgment of Ra on full Leslie roar. This is what happens when Rush, Maiden, and the Book of the Dead collide at 100 mph across the desert. No strings.
No choir.
No mercy. The false gods fall.
The real King rises. STEELY WINGS FALL TONIGHT.


Steely Wings

Exile Eternal – Sky Burned
3:44| | progressive hard rock The night held its breath.
This is the Christmas track that burns the tinsel off the tree.
Frost on the ground.
Rome drunk on its crown.
The dragon dreaming the dark was his own.Then the sky split open with fire that wasn’t comfort.No carols.
No snowflakes.
No peace-on-earth postcard.Just one angel.
One war-cry.
One Child who ended the dragon’s night forever.Christmas as invasion.
1978 Rush-style cosmic assault in E minor pentatonic.
Zero sleigh bells.
Zero mercy. The night the sky burned
the war began.

Sky Burned

Exile Eternal – Sepulcher
8:02 | progressive hard rock "Woe unto you… for ye are like unto whited sepulchers,
which indeed appear beautiful outward,
but are within full of dead men’s bones, and of all uncleanness. "Matthew 23:27, straight, no chaser. Twin-guitar gallop in C minor, Hammond snarling like judgment day, Geddy spitting the indictment like fire.
No choir. No mercy. No pretty lies. This is the sound of the mask cracking,
the paint peeling,
the bones rattling inside the tomb. Beautiful on the outside.
Rotten to the core. Turn it up until the sepulchers shake.



By Force

Eric G

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