The Banishment
Prong Lyrics


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Banished from this world, and from its toil
I can only watch, grieve and pity
Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles
Laugh at any call
Call for unity

Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I can never heal: who can know bravery?

Messages that make rage from those who think they're straight
Participate in denial: Validate their luxuries
'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end

Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain
Eventually condemned for things unholy
Don't request a vote, no confidence to uphold
Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity

Selling another point, best thing to avoid
Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty
Passion and desire; obsession of a style
Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory

'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end

Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I can never heal: who can know bravery?

Drinking away the pain, crying until it rains
No reason to live or die with dignity
Put myself to rest with the curse I've always been with
A laughable life, mundane with drudgery

Self inflicted wreck, thoughts continue inject
My spirituality, keeping God away from me

Banished from this world, banished from it's toil
I can only watch, grieve and pity
Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles
Laugh at any call, the call for unity

'Cause I'm bored
So I left
No reason for me to hang around this place
I get more and more stress
Nothing anyone can offer more or less
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Done grieving, closer to the end
Closer to the end

Done grieving, closer to the end
Feel like not breathing,
How much more can I stand?

How much more can I stand?

Done grieving, how much more can I stand?
How much more can I stand?

Done grieving, closer to the end
Closer to the end




Closer to the end
Closer to the end

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Prong's "The Banishment" convey feelings of isolation, disenchantment, and frustration with the world. The singer describes feeling banished from society and observing the meaningless behaviors of others. The mention of "messages that make rage from those who think they're straight" suggests a conflict with societal norms or values. The singer feels smashed and slashed by life's challenges, unable to heal or find bravery. The final lines suggest a desire to escape the weariness of existence and reach an end to the grieving cycle.


The song appears to explore themes of alienation, detachment, and existential despair. The repetition of "closer to the end" emphasizes a sense of finality or mortality. The call for unity may indicate a desire for human connection or a recognition of the lack thereof.


Line by Line Meaning

Banished from this world, and from its toil
I am exiled from society and its struggles


I can only watch, grieve and pity
I can do nothing but observe, mourn, and feel sorry


Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles
I observe the superficiality of others and question their happiness


Laugh at any call
I ridicule any attempt at connection or unity


Call for unity
Despite my disdain, I recognize the need for collective action


Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds
I am hurt by unexpected setbacks and meaningless criticisms


I can never heal: who can know bravery?
My pain is too great to recover from, and I doubt anyone can be truly courageous


Messages that make rage from those who think they're straight
Propaganda angers me, especially from those who believe they are in the right


Participate in denial: Validate their luxuries
Others' denial and shallow pleasures are supported by my compliance


'Cause I'm bored So I left No reason for me to hang around this place
My restlessness compels me to leave without any motivation to remain


I get more and more stress Nothing anyone can offer more or less Done grieving, closer to the end
My anxiety is increasing, and I am beyond any help or solace


Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain
I salute all that is superficial and without limits


Eventually condemned for things unholy
Ultimately, society will judge and punish those who act outside of its norms


Don't request a vote, no confidence to uphold Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity
I reject the notion of democracy and refuse to be used as a tool to mollify others' fears


Selling another point, best thing to avoid
Persuasion is pointless when everything is corrupt and immoral


Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty
The world is filled with suffering and degradation


Passion and desire; obsession of a style Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory
Obsessed with appearance and profit, society worships materialism


Drinking away the pain, crying until it rains No reason to live or die with dignity
Trying to numb my suffering with alcohol and tears, I feel no purpose or worth


Put myself to rest with the curse I've always been with A laughable life, mundane with drudgery
Ending my life is the only solution to the torment I've always experienced, as it feels like a bad joke and every day is filled with hardship


Self inflicted wreck, thoughts continue inject My spirituality, keeping God away from me
My own destructive behavior and negative thoughts keep me from any spiritual consolation, and I push away any notion of a higher power


'Cause I'm bored So I left No reason for me to hang around this place I get more and more stress Nothing anyone can offer more or less Done grieving, closer to the end
My ennui and despair drive me away from society even more, and I am completely hopeless and alone


Done grieving, closer to the end Feel like not breathing, How much more can I stand?
I am finally accepting my fate, though I feel like I can't bear much more


Done grieving, how much more can I stand?
Though I've finished processing my grief, I still question my ability to endure


Closer to the end
I am nearing my final moments




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