Answer:
The thunder comes before the lightning, which comes before the cloud. The rain dries all the land it touches, wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud. What am I?
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle.
I have Eighty-eight keys but cannot open a single door.
When I point up itβs bright. When I point down itβs dark.
I travel in a gaggle.
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones