Answer:
Tear off my skin. I won't cry, but you will. 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.
I have fangs and enjoy piecing holes with a single bite.
I am the word that has three syllables and twenty six letters. What am I?
I drift forever with the current and flows to your everyday life. I make living easy but I am good at killing people too.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.