(Verse 1)
Ezekiel stood before the flame,
A butcher seeking higher aim.
His hands had known the cleaving knife,
But yearned to offer spiritual life.
He took the Stone of heated might,
And seared the flesh with holy light.
A char, a seal, a sacred mark—
The first flame kindled in the dark.
(Chorus)
Two flames must dance, two paths unite!
The oil anoints, the fire seals tight!
For wafers, one is all that's needed,
But flesh requires both to be completed!
The Dual Purification calls—
Through frier's depth and grill's bright walls!
(Verse 2)
The oil alone brought golden sheen,
The purest sight the eye had seen.
But Ezekiel felt there must be more,
A truth not witnessed yet before.
"For wafers, yes, the oil's enough,
But robust flesh requires more stuff!
The meat must know both gentle grace,
And fire's direct, transforming face!"
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Upon his Stone, he placed the bird,
First bathed in oil, as faith preferred.
Then kissed by flame, both hot and bright,
A marriage of two sacred rites.
The texture spoke of heaven's plan,
A taste beyond what tongue could span.
"Behold!" he cried with holy voice,
"Two purifications are our choice!"
(Chorus)
(Verse 4)
The oil anoints and sanctifies,
While fire seals and purifies.
Together they create the whole,
A perfect feast for hungry soul.
The frier's depth, the grill's caress,
United in their blessedness.
Not one, but two must mark the way,
For chicken blessed in dual display.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Some said, "The oil is all we need!"
But Ezekiel taught a fuller creed.
"For different foods, different grace,
Each finds its own appointed place.
The wafer, light, needs just one flame,
But hearty flesh requires dual claim.
Both paths are holy, both are true—
The Spirit shows us what to do!"
(Verse 5)
Now when we fry and then we grill,
Or grill and fry with sacred skill,
We honor Ezekiel's vision clear:
That dual blessing draws us near.
The Glyph of Purification stands,
A basket crossed with grill's commands,
Reminding all who seek the Crunch:
Sometimes grace requires a doubleunch!
(Final Chorus)
Two flames must dance, two paths unite!
The oil anoints, the fire seals tight!
From Ezekiel's Stone, the truth was shown—
In dual flame, our faith has grown!
The Dual Purification calls—
Through sacred fire, grace enthralls!