{"id":309,"date":"2009-03-12T08:32:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-12T07:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/?p=309"},"modified":"2024-08-29T08:33:33","modified_gmt":"2024-08-29T06:33:33","slug":"letheens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/2009\/03\/12\/letheens\/","title":{"rendered":"L\u00e9th\u00e9ens"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>A l&rsquo;heure o\u00f9 vient mourir le jour<br>Et s&rsquo;\u00e9tendent les bras de la nuit<br>Les amants perdus, d\u00e9sunis<br>Dans leurs songes vont trouver l&rsquo;amour<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Au creux de leurs douces illusions<br>Ils dansent avec leur Id\u00e9al<br>Coupables de pulsions fatales<br>Esclaves de leurs folles passions<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Aveugl\u00e9s par leurs grands d\u00e9sirs<br>Ils s&rsquo;ab\u00eement dans leurs sanctuaires<br>Ensorcel\u00e9s par des chim\u00e8res<br>Fa\u00e7onn\u00e9es par leurs souvenirs<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Port\u00e9s par leurs r\u00eaves infinis<br>Ils passent les portes d&rsquo;Outre Monde<br>Cherchant l&rsquo;\u00e2me s\u0153ur au creux d&rsquo;un Ombre<br>Perdant parfois plus que la vie<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Et lorsque \u00e0 l&rsquo;aube point le soleil<br>Dans leur c\u0153ur le sang est fig\u00e9<br>Les damnant pour l&rsquo;\u00e9ternit\u00e9<br>Vivant Errants que rien n&rsquo;\u00e9veille.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A l&rsquo;heure o\u00f9 vient mourir le jourEt s&rsquo;\u00e9tendent les bras de la nuitLes amants perdus, d\u00e9sunisDans leurs songes vont trouver l&rsquo;amour Au creux de leurs douces illusionsIls dansent avec leur Id\u00e9alCoupables de pulsions fatalesEsclaves de leurs folles passions Aveugl\u00e9s par leurs grands d\u00e9sirsIls s&rsquo;ab\u00eement dans leurs sanctuairesEnsorcel\u00e9s par des chim\u00e8resFa\u00e7onn\u00e9es par leurs souvenirs Port\u00e9s par [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-309","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-eclats-dame"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/309","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=309"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/309\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":310,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/309\/revisions\/310"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=309"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=309"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=309"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}