Answer:
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
I am the greatest teacher out of them all, but alas in the end I kill my pupils.
So cold, damp and dark this place. To stay you would refrain, yet those who occupy this place do never complain.
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
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.