The Takeoff - Black Tusk

Take off

Hammer down, swerve, roaring sound

Steel frame bends, southern bound

I stand lone, this is mine

Kick up dust, on my quest for speed

Breath runs short, adrenaline

See the heat, running red

Lead sled rips through the night

Life or death, on my quest for speed

On my way, nothing can stop me now

Sacrifice, all that has left me now