Answer:
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.