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letra de intro (bloodshot inn) - bloodshot

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[skit: con-crete]
a storm is beginning to form. it’s getting late. sixteen hours of driving. it’s time to get some sleep. a family of five decides to stop in a small town in slaughter county. well, at least that’s what the locals call it. an old, mysterious, drunken, black homeless man by the name of woodrow williams directed them to an old hotel down the road next to a big, black house on the hill. they were a little creeped out by the big, fat tattoo of a baphomet on his left arm, but they took his advice. after arriving at the hotel, they begin to makе their way to the front desk, too tirеd to notice the young child hanging from the hotel’s big, giant neon sign. they are promptly greeted at the door by the hotel manager, and this is what he had to tell them. -laughter-

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