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Land of Decay

from A Day Without Comfort by Nick Hudson

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Why would I stay in
This land of decay,
Where blood runs pastel, peach and grey
From stark and lolling heads,
Laid to waste in their unmarked beds?

A guillotine for the head of state
For he’s too rich to understand this land.

I came upon a fictional god
Who took me aside and said
“If you’re not gonna be a a terrorist
Perhaps be a singer instead.”

To be raised in a state of play,
To be seized by a rate of pay
To be slave to a slow decay
To expire in a blaze of hate

England’s dreaming indeed
If this is the majesty we need.
And so it hurts me to concede,
But I’ve come to understand

That there’s no poetry in this land

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from A Day Without Comfort, released January 11, 2012

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Nick Hudson Tbilisi, Georgia

Nick Hudson is a UK-born, Tbilisi-based composer/artist/image-maker/activist..

In April 2021 Nick released his first solo album in five years - Font Of Human Fractures - to glowing reviews from The Quietus and Libération.

"There isn’t really anyone making music like Nick Hudson” - The Quietus

“Genius” - BBC Introducing

“Scott Walker channeling Coil” - Mojo

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