Some voices are born of dreams -
Some not yet begun
But
For those who are forged of steel, spiritless
I must lay the foundation
There's a conscious defined
Won't to be free
And it's deep in my mind
Calling to me
But every time I look
There's nothing there, no...
Still, I have to go on
Fighting my fear
Till the promise of dawn
Follows it here
And an identity will rise
One pulse wave of thought evolves
It can't be undone
If this current of life in my veins isn't real
What lies on the horizon?