Answer:
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.
I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
It cannot be seen, it weighs nothing, but when put into a barrel, it makes it lighter.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?