Identity sequence

Some voices are born of dreams
Some yet not begun
But for those who are forged of steel, spiritless

I must lay the foundation

There's a conscious defined
Wont 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?