Answer:
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
What building has the most stories?
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?