Lyre

A master of mimicry and deception, their soft song enshrouds them in an echo of something they are not. Do not be deceived, Vampire.

In life these Souls were the masters of deceit and infiltration, their abilities to pretend to be somebody they were not now serving them well in the Land of the Dead. They use their soft songs to shroud themselves in illusion, a form of camouflage that echoes the forms of much more dangerous creatures.
A smaller, fragile relative of the Siren and Harpy.