I may not believe in God,
It doesn't mean I'm a lesser person.
I still have a heart,
And I know what it feels like to be broken.
I may not believe in Jesus,
But I believe in sacrifice.
Life doesn't always stand a reason,
And no one ever gets a chance to live it twice.
But I'd rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
In the lovin', the hatin',
The constant debatin',
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
The living that die,
The constant deny,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
I may not believe in regrets,
But I believe in salvation.
Some things I'd rather forget.
We choose what we see, And we see what we choose to believe.
In the name of the father, The son, and the holy ghost.
I'm not concerned with religion,
After all it's what's inside that matters most.
But I'd rather risk my fate,
Than to lose my faith,
In the lovin', the hatin',
The constant debatin',
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
The living that die,
The constant deny,
The chaos, the calm.
Raise the alarm.
Two things jump out at me from this:
1- Though he does not believe in a God, he still wrestles with his existential angst born out of his brokenness and past. It is from this angst that he hopes for and believes in salvation, sacrifice, etc.
2- The chorus characterizes his understanding of religion. For him faith is good, while religion is marked by an oscillation between the extremes of chaos, calm, love, hate- all marked by recidivist debate and denial. I, for one, agree with him on this point. Religion is an awful thing, yet Christianity at its core is not religion per se, but it is a message of forgiveness and peace.
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