Answer:
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
There is an ancient invention. Still used in some parts of the world today. That allows people to see through walls.
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.