Answer:
Mountains will crumble and temples will fall, and no man can survive its endless call. What is it?
Lots of them make up a word, And lots of words are in them. It's easy when you think about it. A while ago we stamped and mailed them.
I'm a god. I'm a planet. I measure heat.
You roll it or you buy it, People say you shouldn't try it, Because you may get a stroke, From inhaling all that smoke.
I am the enemy of all that is good and right. Five letters--that is the length of my name. Remove the first and evil I remain
Cycle Cycle Cycle.