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And when I was seventeen I made myself a DMZ But they continued bombing me Hot and steadily They divided me at seventeen I declared myself a DMZ But they continue bombing me Incessantly Dig in Vien Ilin, dig in today The Americans are on their way American bombs away Dig in today We make our days as they make us As I must, says Odysseus Make myself my own Telemachus "Bous Stephanos, Stephanoumenos Dedalus!" And if it hasn't been a bust Then land-ho, Ulysseus And all of us like Dedalus Dead, dead all of us Between the dense red clay and the deep blue sea Letras de cancionesWhat horrors rage internally And what reactions, chemically Through synapses so awfully Conducting electricity And converting less efficiently What potential energy For this life of endless tunneling? So deep beneath the DMZ Lightless of necessity Their bombs are heard incessantly Our days, they make us, clearly From Letras Mania