Wolf spider
Wolf spiders are members of the family Lycosidae, from the Ancient Greek word "λύκος" meaning "wolf". They are robust and agile hunters with excellent eyesight. They live mostly solitary and hunt alone. Some are opportunistic hunters pouncing upon prey as they find it or even chasing it over short distances. Some will wait for passing prey in or near the mouth of a burrow.
Wolf spiders resemble nursery web spiders (family Pisauridae), but wolf spiders carry their egg sacs by attaching them to their spinnerets (Pisauridae carry their egg sacs with their chelicerae and pedipalps). Two of the wolf spider's eight eyes are large and prominent, which distinguishes them from the Nursery web spiders whose eyes are all of approximately equal size. This can also help distinguish them from grass spiders.
Description
There are many genera of wolf spider, ranging in body size (legs not included) from less than 0.4 to 1.38 inches (10 to 35 mm). They have eight eyes arranged in three rows. The bottom row consists of four small eyes, the middle row has two very large eyes (which distinguishes them from the Pisauridae), and the top row has two medium-sized eyes. They depend on their excellent eyesight to hunt. They also possess an acute sense of touch.
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Lies of Angels
by: LuxtSaints on the rise in the form of thorns,
Sermon on the mount from the fire tongues,
Satan on the lips in the form of god,
Killers in a line of the chosen ones.
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I'd expect
This stale inhaling Heaven's scent
Spirits chewing holes in the flesh they wait for,
Time is on the heels of the worried hearts,
Blood within the lungs of the world a whore,
Wet as the impending doom of heaven starts.
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect
And I think I can afford the rent
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect
I never said I wouldn't fall, your logic's bent
Hallowed are the names of the knowing few,
Knowing all the while their own deceit,
Stumbling on the shards of the shattered pews,
Licking at the wounds of their unclean feet.
Piercing are the screams of the lost unloved,
Shredding are the claws of the beast in page,
Lying are the hearts of the push and shoved,
Dangerous repression of sexual rage.
By and by the time will tell us all
By and by the time will tell us all to go to hell I want another chance,
But all the tallest tales of heaven
Bend my ears into a shape
so foreign Still I wait just like a child to hear Christ whispering,
"everything is alright."
And I'm here in silence, dark and all I have is doubt
to warm my hollow bones
Can you please tell me what the scent of burning heaven is.
These singed lips taste like death of angels... please.
Let it not be.
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect
This stale inhaling Heaven's scent
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect
I never said I wouldn't fall, Your logic's bent
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect And I think
I can afford the rent
The lies of angels comfort me
Still I respect their full intent
The lies of devils I expect
But bent within my faith I finally see