Answer:
I cut through evil like a double edged sword, and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, through battles fought with heart and mind, instead of with my gaze.
Looks like water, but it's heat. Sits on sand, lays on concrete. A play on the eyes, but it's all lies.
What can be swallowed, But can also swallow you?
What is it that you must give before you can keep it.
What do you fill with empty hands?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.