Answer:
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.