Answer:
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
What's a place you have left but didn't enter?
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
The warmer I am the fresher I am.