Answer:
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
What gets wet while drying?
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
How can you tell when a mummy has a cold?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?