Answer:
I give people a huge fright but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night when there's less heat.
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me, only when he last closes his eyes.
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.
Use me if you really want to see inside someone
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.