Answer:
Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
What flies forever, Rests never?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
A word I know, six letters it contains. Subtract just one and twelve remains.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.