A diamond plate, a glowing grate, the place you never leave; where am I?

Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few; what am I?

What do the poor have, the rich need and if you eat me you'll die?

A Nightmare I Come, A Saviour For Some, My Hands Cold And Bleak, Its The Warm Hearts ...

I wield the axe and make it sing and cry. I am by definition most certainly prime, ...

In yore, I was aft of the jib. Still stern rooted, I am seen to lead. What am I?

What you do before you get married, or where you might go on your wedding day.

Make zombie food healthy by taking yourself away

What makes up all McDonald's food