Georges Bernanos, The European Spirit and the World of Machines (1946)

The existence of totalitarian man, masterpiece of a soulless technology, will never be anything but an accident in the history of mankind; and this historical accident may even be the last one. Before attaining the imaginary paradise of universal comfort for perfected animals, totalitarian man will die of thirst while crossing a spiritual desert where there will be nothing to quench his thirst except the blood of his fellowmen. They will all drink the blood, they'll lap it up like dogs, because they have exhausted the sources of the living waters. They will die of thirst; they will chew the last clots of black blood, their ears glued to the soil so that, while dying, they may try to hear the sound of subterranean waters.