feed me and it will give me life. but give me a drink and i will die. what am i?

I roar without a mouth, I move without a limb. I tear down trees and topple seas, Yet I am never seen.

From Ivory keys to birds in trees, With strings, or rings, or tambourines, In the shower you might breakout in me.

I flit through the night on silent flight, or swing in the day with all my might. Upside down or gripped in your hand, Im a creature or tool, in sky or on land.

I'm a good servant but a bad master. The forest feeds me but water kills me.