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This is a list of terminology used in the fictional Dune universe created by Frank Herbert, the primary source being "Terminology of the Imperium", the glossary contained in the novel Dune (1965). Dune word construction could be classified into three domains of vocabulary, each marked with its own neology: the names and terms related to the politics and culture of the Galactic Empire, the names and terms characteristic of the mystic sodality of the Bene Gesserit, and the barely displaced Arabic of the Fremen language. Fremen share vocabulary for Arrakeen phenomena with the Empire, but use completely different vocabulary for Bene Gesserit-implanted messianic religion.Due to the similarities between some of Herbert's terms and ideas and actual words and concept… more »

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Ill and cave the rain duct forms you'd rather
All well until the cysts build mad
Color age the proton nest guard
I'm all over the geography and
Mill and grind the grain through lockjaw
Tether trees to gold hill caskets
Make it lean till the never be breeds the lacquer
Weeds, a rose don't know reactive others

We got to lose the system
We got to lose the last acts altogether
We got to build pianos
Now we got to get away from false cadavers
Pay for things you can not handle
Pay the news, the brink's reporters
Hear the shot, from right behind you
It's gone to waste, the water's fist locked

They left a crone's creation
Left of here, the voices taste each other
See and hear the helix syndicate they
Ran it aground, the surface silicate is
Every single time the problem
Casts itself in ultraviolet
Days of danger, days of ratios
We got to build it up, my dollar

We've got to lose the system
We got to lose the last acts altogether
We've got to build pianos
Now we got to get away from false cadavers
Pay for things you can not handle
Pay the news, the brink's reporters
Hear the shot, from right behind you
It's gone to waste, the water's fist locked

Finding out the hard way
Grasp this, holy rollers
It's like quantum physics
It's a full-time job
And if it doesn't make sense, you haven't earned it

Just more billable hours
Just more collective justice
It's another way to cull the crime rate
It's another way to rock the system
Cause it's the cannery or the pasture
We can't afford no in betweens, yeah
Then early Sunday morning
You're gonna wake up to a lot of screams, friend

We've got to lose the system
We got to lose the last acts altogether
We got to build pianos
And now we gotta get away from false cadavers
Pay for things you can not handle
Pay the news, the brink's reporters
Hear the shot from right behind you
But it's all gone to waste now

We've got to kill the system
We got to kill the last acts altogether
We got to build new pianos
And now we gotta replace our cadavers
Pay for things you can not handle
Pay for the news, the brink's reporters
Hear the shot from right behind you
But it's too late, it's gone to waste now

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