Answer:
It's voice is like a burp, Will swallow with a slurp, You'll never hear it chirp. Kiss it with a wince, Might turn into a prince
Even if my life is taken eight still remain.
It's black and every time it speaks it says its name.
When I'm metal or wood, I help you get home. When I'm flesh and I'm blood. In the darkness I roam.
Attracted by light but flies at night. It's wind and hairy but not too scary. What is it?
I can be found in water but never wet