Dust de Augustana

So go on and tear it up,
black and cold with the dust,
'cause i believed in the lord,
but he don´t show up anymore,

if you can´t trust the wind,
who can you trust?
if you can't love sin, who can you love?
if i begin will tou let me finish up?
if a fell down would you pick me up?
if i don't drink from a silver cup, like you,
would you say so long, farewell,
and good luck?

if a man can't lie, how can he speak?
if the sun don't rise,
would the moon be out of reach?
if a came home,
would you get down on your knees?