Answer:
What hangs others yet can unintentionally hang itself?
Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
If you spot one of these eastern warriors, they're not doing their job right.
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.