BLOOD KIN HOWL / Nythera Veyl & Erythra Veyl

BLOOD KIN HOWL is a feral oath of protection. It’s about two sisters who are bound to Vyre by blood, instinct, and shared darkness not as followers, but as her foundation. The song lives in the space where loyalty becomes violence, where watchfulness never sleeps, and where the bayou itself remembers who stands together. It’s a warning and a promise at the same time: Vyre is never alone, and anyone who touches her doesn’t face one woman they face everything beneath her. 🖤~Nythera Veyl & Erythra Veyl~🖤 =================================== We were born in the same scream Same mud, same moon, same scar Hands in the river laughing at thunder Taught the dark how to know who we are We talk to the teeth in the trees We hear what the sane refuse Every whisper points to her Every path leads back to Vyre’s noose They say we’re wrong in the head Good wrong keeps us free If she falls we fall screaming If she rises so do we Circle tight Breathe her name If she bleeds We do the same Blóð kallast, systur tvær Myrkr bindr oss, engi flýr Blood is calling, two sisters bound Darkness binds us, none escape You touch Vyre You touch war We don’t pray We tear We are never far You touch Vyre You touch war We don’t pray We tear We are never far Mad eyes open Mouths all grin Break her crown We drag you in We don’t sleep we keep watch Counting breaths in the fog Every footstep in the swamp Every lie that you thought you got She’s the fire in our ribs We’re the knives in her shadow You think she stands alone? No she stands on us she stands on us , hollow Laughing when the moon cracks wide Dancing where the bodies sank Say her name with disrespect And hear the bayou answer back Hands to ground Hear her cry We don’t ask We arrive Hey...hey...hey...ha! Blood in the water, don’t blink now Hey...hey...hey...ha! She is the storm you felt first You touch Vyre You touch war We don’t pray We tear We are never far You touch Vyre You touch war We don’t pray We tear We are never far Mad mouths smiling Truths all bite Hurt our sister Lose the night Pa manyen li...se san nou ye Si li tonbe, nou leve Do not touch her...she is our blood If she falls, we rise You touch Vyre You touch war Swamp remembers Who you are Two hearts laughing One true name Break our sister Feed the flame Sister to sister Blood to bone She is never Ever alone