Crystalline will...

At day, the dark lines define the path between light and shade,
you can go through them searching for answers,
you can wait till dawn,
At night, the lines define light, and projected to you, will texture your face,
with thin straw arrays of brilliance...
Do you believe in discoveries?
The farest side of your will...
Hands in the face, how you tear you hair,
Open you throath,
sing to the four winds,
there's redemption in love,
a road to find it all.

In the dark, in the bottom of sights, you must see flowing fire.