Smells Like Spice Melange

Load up on spice, bring your crysknives

It’s fun to ride worms in the night

Our messiah, should be self-assured

Oh no, I know a Bene Gesserit word

Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, how low

Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, how low

Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, how low

Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib, Muad’Dib.

With the shields up, it’s less dangerous

Here we are now, will you lead us?

I feel spice drunk, and Jihad-ious

Here we are now, will you lead us?

A Sardaukar, a Navigator

An Atreides, my God Emperor, yeah

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