The Death We Seek

Gone Astray

Over And Over

The Cycles Of Trying To Cope

What Do We See When We Leave This Place?

Sideration

Black Void

Silken Hands

All That Follows

Can't Turn Back

Making Circles

DEATH WON'T STOP ME

NEON DEVIL — Reworked Edition
A filthy, neon-drenched  freakshow that flips the middle finger at reality — and begs you to enjoy every second of it.

NEON DEVIL is the reworked resurrection of an album that probably violated at least three moral codes just by existing.
It’s an unapologetic cocktail of cyberpunk sleaze, XXX-rated humor, chaotic metal carnage and operatic stupidity — proudly offensive, deliberately childish, and absolutely not here to teach you anything.

Forget seriousness.
Forget “artistic integrity.”
This is a radioactive neon sex-comedy-opera blasting through your skull with laser guitars, demon-girl data extortion, cosmic dictators on bad drugs, 
It’s vulgar.
It’s loud.
It’s stupid in the most intelligent way possible.

Every track is a dirty hallucination soaked in black humor, nihilism, and a grin that says:
“Relax. Life’s a joke. Laugh at it before it laughs at you.”

This reworked version updates the sound, sharpens the chaos, and cranks the neon until your retinas scream — without touching the original lyrical filth that made this monster special.

This album shouldn’t exist in 2025.
That’s exactly why it does.

So plug in, turn off your moral compass, and bathe in the glowing, shameless, ridiculous madness.

This is NEON DEVIL — the cyberpunk comedy opera from hell.
Triple-X energy. Zero regrets. Pure fun.

Galaxy’s Whorelord

Collapse Into You

Making Circles

Currents