Gandalf's Fist - Of Gorse and Grief (Official Lyric Video)

Fear the march of the pines. Pre-order Gōshollow on CD & limited vinyl, direct from the band ► https://gandalfsfist.com/goshollow Official lyric video for Of Gorse and Grief by Gandalf's Fist, the final chapter of Gōshollow: our new winter prog rock concept album, out 6 November 2026. For generations the woodsmen sang their children a warning: don't cut the root. The children grew up and forgot. Now the fires are roaring and the Witchwood has come to collect. New here? We're an independent British prog band, nine concept albums in. Think Jethro Tull's folk, Genesis's storytelling and the odd Iron Maiden riff, set somewhere cold and haunted. ORDER DIRECT FROM THE BAND Every pre-order pays for the pressing. ► CD Digipak. with 12-page booklet https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1361... ► Woodsman's Tinderbox CD. Engraved wooden box, made in our workshop, with a double-length lore booklet. Fewer than 80 made https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1361... ► Limited Double Vinyl. Fewer than 300 made, ships December https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1361... ► CD + Vinyl Bundle, both ship together in December https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1361... CDs are packed by hand and posted the last week of October, ahead of release day (the badger couriers are limbering up). EU physical orders are paused for now due to new EU packaging rules, so EU fans, grab the download below. WEAR THE MARCH OF THE PINES Designed from this song. Ships right away. ► T-shirt ► https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1361... ► Hoodie ► https://gandalfsfist.com/product/1372... DOWNLOAD Bandcamp pre-order ► https://gandalfsfist.bandcamp.com/alb... CREDITS Written by Dean Marsh, Ben Bell & Luke Severn Gandalf's Fist: Dean Marsh, Keri Farish, Ben Bell, Stefan Hepe, Luke Severn and Chris Ewen (snack procurement & goose-wrangling) Uilleann pipes: Patricio Penin Produced & mixed by Dean Marsh. Mastered by Pete Maher. Artwork by Daniel Pearce FOLLOW https://gandalfsfist.com   / gandalfsfist     / gandalfsfist   LYRICS Lullaby whispered, tales from afar young babes doth sleep by fabled yarns "Don't cut the root – must spare the bark from twisted pines when the forest is dark!" When years run brisk and snow falls deep for children grown no legends keep, forget dark rhymes by candles dimmed and the haunting songs their mothers would sing… "Fear the march of the Pines, Fear the march of the pines..." In wrath they march, move earth and stone to claim root for limb, claim bark for bone splintered, coiled, seeks webs of branch to feel light glow the woodsman's hearth A writhing fire from a thicket thinned the crackled roar that drowns out the wind shrouds heavy groans and sighing leaf and the hollowed cry of gorse and grief… As you look into the shadow of your soul And your fingers in the ashes clutch your fear in the mire! And there's something in the shadows crawling on, on and on, always seems to change... Let me out, let me in What's this world we're burning in? Let me out, let me in What's this world we're burning in tonight? And the splinters that are closing on my heart Curse the blood, but without warning cast the tree into the pyre! Then the screaming from the hollow echoes on and on, planting seeds of change [Let me out, let me in...] Fear the march of the pines and the river runs cold as ice and the march of the pines feeds the greed of the night Root for limb, pulled from earth and wrenched from stone Bark for bone, then you hung us in your homes Root for limb, so we hang them from our boughs (Root!/Bark!/Root!/Kill!) Now you come with the fire and steel [Let me out, let me in...] (Let the fires burn bright!) And the snow that falls upon the ashen ground See the spectre of the season Then the roots tear your eyes out! When the silence from the village whispers on, on and on, will no-one hear their names? [Fear the march of the pines...] When years run brisk and snow falls deep for children grown no legends keep forget dark rhymes by candles dimmed and the haunting songs their mothers would sing A writhing fire from a thicket thinned the crackled roar that drowns out the wind shrouds heavy groans and sighing leaf and the hollowed cry of gorse and grief... #progrock #goshollow #gandalfsfist #folkhorror #lyricvideo #metal #conceptalbum #christmasmusic #christmas #festive #winter #autumn #marchofthepines #lotr