Recipe
ISON Lyrics


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Snowflakes
Melt down:
This heart is tired of
Wearing crowns.

Pierced coin
From a distant land,
May your void be filled with
Wonder.

Downstairs in this cell
I'm brewing my spell.
Four hundred and eighty sec.
And then I'll hang it 'round my neck.

A pinch of
Pink salt
To bring the gratitude hidden in
Teardrops.

A spit of
An old friend
'Cause loneliness on this plane is
A nonsense, a nonsense.

Four words will set my charm:
A mutual frail thankful awe.
Four hundred and eighty sec.
And then I'll hang it 'round my neck.

Oh Guardian, please take my gift
And open the gate for me.




Four hundred and eighty sec.
And now look, it's hanging down my neck.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Recipe" by Ison are a mix of symbolism related to magic and the human condition. The song starts with "Snowflakes Melt down," which could be interpreted as the melting of a cold, guarded heart. The following line - "This heart is tired of wearing crowns" - can be seen as the singer's desire to shed the burden of self-imposed royalty and become vulnerable.


The song then makes use of a pierced coin from a distant land - a symbol that could represent the efforts of someone far away, perhaps a deity, to fill the void in their life. The lyrics mention adding pink salt to bring out the gratitude hidden in teardrops and spitting out an old friend because loneliness is nonsense. These lines could allude to the power of human connection in cultivating positivity and joy.


Finally, the song highlights the incantation and offering process. The singer mentions brewing a spell and wearing it around their neck while asking the Guardian to take their gift and open the gate. Overall, Recipe is a rich, symbolic song that explores themes of vulnerability, gratitude, and magic.


Line by Line Meaning

Snowflakes
The beginning of a transformation, signifying change and new beginnings.


Melt down:
The old self and its trappings must be melted down in order to make way for the new self.


This heart is tired of Wearing crowns.
A feeling of exhaustion from the expectations and pressures placed upon oneself.


Pierced coin From a distant land,
The quest for something valuable and meaningful from far away.


May your void be filled with Wonder.
A desire for the unknown and the magical to fill the emptiness inside.


Downstairs in this cell I'm brewing my spell.
A solitary, introspective moment of preparing for the new self.


Four hundred and eighty sec. And then I'll hang it 'round my neck.
A specific timeframe for the brewing of the spell and completion of the transformation.


A pinch of Pink salt To bring the gratitude hidden in Teardrops.
The addition of a special ingredient to unlock the positive emotions hidden within struggles and pain.


A spit of An old friend 'Cause loneliness on this plane is A nonsense, a nonsense.
The importance of companionship and love on this journey of transformation.


Four words will set my charm: A mutual frail thankful awe.
A mantra to carry forward into the new self - one of gratitude, reverence, and vulnerability.


Oh Guardian, please take my gift And open the gate for me.
An appeal to a higher power to aid in this transformation and open the way forward.


And now look, it's hanging down my neck.
The culmination of the transformation and the tangible symbol of the new self.




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