Answer:
Five hundred begins it, five hundred ends it. Five in the middle is seen. First of all figures, the first of all letters. Take up their stations between. Join all together, and then you will bring before you the name of an eminent king.
Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
Big as a biscuit, deep as a cup, but even a river canβt fill it up. What is it?
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
I am a band that does not perform, sing, or act. What am I?