Butlerian Jihad

Robots think, machines are rising,
Computerminds are rationalizing
And all mankind faces doom.
Steelbound, soulless, cold inside,
They're getting bolder, want their right,
But for them, there is no room.

This is the battle for the stars,
All man against machine!
This is the holiest of wars,
To wipe the planet systems clean!

Take them to the execution,
What they are can never be!
This is the human revolution,
'Thou shalt not think' is the decree!

Fear takes shape in human hearts,
Disdain for our counterparts
And so the great crusade begins.
We swarm throughout the galaxy,
For god, for glory, to be free,
To smash them before evil wins!

Bodies breaking, hulls exploding,
Human flesh against hard steel!
Our Lasguns we are loading,
Show them pain and how we feel!

This battle's outcome lasts for ages,
Legends for the scriptures pages
And the end decides our fate.
We send them to the iron hell,
Stones are burning, war cries swell,
Fueled by madness and by hate.

Mindless armies rage and roar,
AI-massacre, not a war.
And even if we win this fight,
Our sanity has long since died.

But from the ashes are reborn,
The Mentats, who have said and sworn
To be processors made of skin;
So what did we here really win?