Answer:
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
A dragons tooth in a mortals hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
Inside a burning house, this thing is best to make. And best to make it quickly, before the fire's too much to take.
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still I run and run.