| 歌曲 | The Voracious March Of Godliness |
| 歌手 | Bad Religion |
| 专辑 | No Substance |
| 作词 : Graffin | |
| Since the start of the 17th century | |
| There's been the scent of unseasoned wood | |
| Burning in the air | |
| And the conquest of nature meant nothing at all | |
| While we betray exception | |
| We take all that's there | |
| But motives are translucent in the reflection of shame | |
| The actions ghostly remnants of our ancestral ways | |
| And unwittingly you just take your place in this parade oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Makes us all the same anyway | |
| All the same oh | |
| Since the dawn of our human family | |
| There's been concentrated sepsis | |
| Blowing in the breeze | |
| And we turned on each other with ferocity | |
| Desperation | |
| Forced, without reprieve | |
| But the missions were misguided and the trammeled led astray | |
| The air resounds with thunder as the victor seized the day | |
| And the haunting voice of history lives ignored but not betrayed oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Will get us close to heaven one day | |
| Some day oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Makes us all the same anyway | |
| All the same oh |
| zuò cí : Graffin | |
| Since the start of the 17th century | |
| There' s been the scent of unseasoned wood | |
| Burning in the air | |
| And the conquest of nature meant nothing at all | |
| While we betray exception | |
| We take all that' s there | |
| But motives are translucent in the reflection of shame | |
| The actions ghostly remnants of our ancestral ways | |
| And unwittingly you just take your place in this parade oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Makes us all the same anyway | |
| All the same oh | |
| Since the dawn of our human family | |
| There' s been concentrated sepsis | |
| Blowing in the breeze | |
| And we turned on each other with ferocity | |
| Desperation | |
| Forced, without reprieve | |
| But the missions were misguided and the trammeled led astray | |
| The air resounds with thunder as the victor seized the day | |
| And the haunting voice of history lives ignored but not betrayed oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Will get us close to heaven one day | |
| Some day oh | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| The voracious march of godliness | |
| Makes us all the same anyway | |
| All the same oh |