Gaming Mix 3

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐍 🖤🥀

Zunge 2025

Altes Fleisch

GRAMA Cuando La Luna Se Apague

Velvet Masquerade

Forged in Fracture isn’t just a debut — it’s a declaration. Female-led and forged by fire, Fractured Kin deliver a heavy rock record that bleeds defiance and unity in every note.

With vocals that cut like glass, riffs that roar like thunder, and a rhythm section pounding with primal force, the band turns scars into anthems. From the raw seduction of “Queen of the Scene” to the unmasking fury of “Rock in your City ”, each track rips away the façade and dives into truth, chaos, and resilience.

This is more than heaviness for its own sake — it’s a bond, a covenant, a sound born in fracture yet unbreakable.

This is Fractured Kin.

The Divided

Hollow Flame

Forged in Fracture isn’t just a debut — it’s a declaration. Female-led and forged by fire, Fractured Kin deliver a heavy rock record that bleeds defiance and unity in every note.

With vocals that cut like glass, riffs that roar like thunder, and a rhythm section pounding with primal force, the band turns scars into anthems. From the raw seduction of “Queen of the Scene” to the unmasking fury of “Rock in your City”, each track rips away the façade and dives into truth, chaos, and resilience.

This is more than heaviness for its own sake — it’s a bond, a covenant, a sound born in fracture yet unbreakable.

This is Fractured Kin.

Crown of Scars

Fractured Kin — Let You In

It started with a whisper… and ended in wreckage.
Let You In is Fractured Kin at their most vulnerable — and their most dangerous. It’s not about heartbreak; it’s about betrayal, about the mistake of opening your door to someone who came to burn the place down.

This album drips with tension — every lyric a confession carved out of regret, every riff a scar that still bleeds. The female lead’s voice swings between haunting softness and raw fury, carrying the weight of trust shattered and innocence set ablaze.

From the first breath, Let You In pulls you into the wreckage — a sonic battlefield of emotion and vengeance. The guitars snarl like trapped memories, the drums hit like fists on a locked door, and the vocals? They cut through the noise with the venom of someone who’s done pretending it didn’t hurt.

This isn’t self-pity. It’s revelation.
It’s that moment you realize you let the enemy wear your skin and call it love.

Let You In is beautiful, brutal honesty — heavy, haunting, and unapologetically real. It’s the sound of a soul learning to slam the door, lock it twice, and never look back.

Fractured Kin doesn’t cry about what was lost.
They set it on fire — and make you feel every spark.

Because some mistakes fade.
This one plays on repeat.

Let you in

“Love in Reverse” – Fractured Kin

“Love in Reverse” is a venomous slow burn — a heavy rock requiem for passion turned poison. It begins with brooding guitars and a pulse that feels like a broken heartbeat, as the female lead delivers every lyric with haunting intensity and bruised defiance.

The track builds like a storm — distorted riffs crashing against raw emotion, thunderous drums driving the pain forward until it explodes into a chorus of fury and release. It’s love twisted backward, beauty turned dangerous, and heartbreak reborn as strength.

Dark. Seductive. Unforgiving.
This is Fractured Kin — where love doesn’t fade… it fights back.

Love in Reverse

Rumours

The Chain (2004 Remaster)

Go Your Own Way (2004 Remaster)

Ich weiß es nicht

This is not just a band, but a gathering of kindred spirits who summon songs that drive straight into the soul. Their music is a cathedral of sound—dark, raw, and unyielding—where every voice and riff becomes a battle cry. When others long to be heard, Fractured Kin transforms that hunger into riffs that are chunky, gritty, and thunderous, echoing like shadows in a haunted hall. At the front stands Selena Veyra, the striking 34-year-old dark-haired siren whose voice is both fire and velvet, a spell that ignites the crowd. Beside her, Isabella Cruz, the 37-year-old Colombian bassist and backing vocalist, wields low-end power like a dark priestess, binding the sound together. Damon Cross, the 39-year-old long-haired guitarist, conjures epic, razor-edged solos that cut like lightning through midnight skies. Behind them, Ethan Kael, the 38-year-old drummer, hammers out heartbeats like war drums echoing in crypts. Together, they are Fractured Kin—gothic, unrelenting, unforgettable