Answer:
I am two-faced but bear only one. I have no legs but travel widely. Men spill much blood over me. Kings leave their imprint on me. I have greatest power when given away, yet lust for me keeps me locked away.
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
A dragons tooth in a mortals hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.