Welcome to Neon City.

Where the rain never stops, the lights never sleep, and every beat tells a story.

This album is your passport to the underground, glitch-hop pulses, darkwave dreams, and industrial bass echoing through the alleys of a city ruled by code, chrome, and chaos.
And rainbows. Always rainbows.

🧠 Explore the lore: Meet the factions, the ghosts, and the rebels:
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/


🎧 FREE MP3 Download – No DRM. No bullshit. Just music:
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Neon.City // 01

Time to make cyberpunk political again

Album booklet if you can call it like that: https://cyanism.notion.site/

Hunter

Long time no see, Mr. Cherry-Blossom.

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Hanami

You know what makes me sad? Being born to early to experience Neon City!

Welcome To Neon City!

Recorded meows of Lucy and Luna on the Maschine and Ableton Push and glitched them up

meow meow

Speak a word inside the Resono Cavern and it will respond, not with what you said, but with what it thinks you meant. This has led to diplomatic incidents, accidental marriage proposals, and at least one spontaneous intergalactic poetry slam judged by confused subterranean eels.

https://opera.dance/curiosities/echo_chambers/

The Echoes of the Enchanted Echo Chamber

The Cosmic Symphony of the Nebula Whispers

Imagine standing inside a giant, irritable jellyfish made entirely of starlight while it hums to itself.
Nebulara captures the vibrations and electromagnetic tantrums of a distant nebula and converts them into haunting melodies that are best described as “melancholy, majestic, and slightly sticky.”

https://opera.dance/curiosities/nebula_whispers/

The Cosmic Symphony of the Nebula Whispers

This labyrinth doesn’t merely echo — it listens. More dangerously, it remixes.

Sound and space are interwoven in the Labyre Enigma, a maze whose walls shift, vanish, or reappear depending on the tones, rhythms, or inconvenient sneezes emitted by its explorers.

https://opera.dance/curiosities/lab/

The Lullaby of the Living Labyrinth

Some planets have underground aquifers. Some have natural gas.
Crystacore Caverns have kilometer-high crystal cathedrals that scream musically when the temperature changes.
The Opera’s researchers advise visiting during the "gentle hum" season rather than the "cataclysmic shriek" season.

https://opera.dance/curiosities/crystal_caverns/

The Cry of the Crystal Caverns

Stories about Neon City and its people
Visit Neon City at https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/

The Heist

🎥✨ OUT NOW ✨🎥
Join the RainBros now!
And get your free vial of Rainbow Liquid!
We know you'll love it!

RainBros Recruitment Ad // Bad Apple! Remix - NEON.CITY//01 — Yuna 18 // Burn it Down

▶️ Taste the Rainbow!

🖤 Full EP on Spotify, SoundCloud & probably your fav store as well

🔗 Link in bio
spotify: cyanism
soundcloud: cyanism
youtube: cyan-ism
ig: @cyan.ism

Interested in visiting Neon City?
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/

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Lyrics

Everybody knows
Unicorns aren't real
So this is why we need
OUR RainBros-RainBros-RainBros!

RainBros-RainBros-RainBros

Become a RainBro now!

Everybody knows
Unicorns aren't real
So this is why we need
OUR RainBros-RainBros-RainBros!

RainBros-RainBros-RainBros

Become a RainBro now!

If you are undecided we can simply make you into one, no worries!
Please call our hotline! Thank you!
PS: If you are a parent and want to get rid of your little shit. Please also call our hotline! We will take care of him! Thank you :*

RainBros-RainBros-RainBros

Become a RainBro now!

RainBros Recruitment Ad // Bad Apple!

🎥✨ OUT NOW ✨🎥
Call her cute she breaks your jaw
Her mascara writes the law

YUNA-18 would love to burn you down.

NEON.CITY//01 — Yuna 18 // Burn it Down

▶️ Watch it, feel it, burn it.

🖤 Full EP on Spotify, SoundCloud & probably your fav store as well

🔗 Link in bio
spotify: cyanism
soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/cyanism
youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@cyan-ism
ig: https://www.instagram.com/cyan.ism/

Interested in visiting Neon City?
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/

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Lyrics

Neon blood on the street
I don't blink — i delete

I don't run, i walk through fire
Talk sweet, then cut the wire
Smoked-out boots, shattered glass
I'm the price you'll never pass

Your boy said "hi" — i ghosted him
His heart's on tape — i posted it
Corp blood in my drink tonight
I bit the hand. tasted right.

Skyscraper shadow, hollow core
Dead girl dreams in a data war
Smiling lips, no soul beneath
Just synth and teeth — synth and teeth

NEON CITY BURN — burn it down, burn it down
Suits and wires drown — cut the crown, cut the crown
I'm the glitch in your skin, the pain in your file
Smile for the fire — we're staying awhile

NEON CITY BURN — burn it down, burn it down
You breathe too loud — i don't like that sound

Call me cute — i'll break your jaw
My mascara writes the law
Six-inch blades and legal gray
You'll be ash by yesterday

You came for love / you got a knife
You logged in / now lose your life
You wanted beauty / now you bleed
I'm everything your god won't feed

NEON CITY BURN — burn it down, burn it down
You touch me wrong — i melt your town
I'm your glitch bitch queen with the loaded laugh
You walk my streets? i cut your path.

NEON CITY BURN — get loud, get loud
We're gods now, baby — you're just cloud.

Welcome to neon city
You're already dead

Yuna-18 // Burn it Down

🎥✨ OUT NOW ✨🎥

Unstoppable - NEON.CITY//01 — Yuna 18 // Burn it Down


🖤 Full EP on Spotify, SoundCloud & probably your fav store as well

🔗 Link in bio
spotify: cyanism
soundcloud: cyanism
youtube: cyan-ism
ig: @cyan.ism

Interested in visiting Neon City?
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/

Unstoppable

Welcome to Neon City.

Where the rain never stops, the lights never sleep, and every beat tells a story.

This album is your passport to the underground, glitch-hop pulses, darkwave dreams, and industrial bass echoing through the alleys of a city ruled by code, chrome, and chaos.
And rainbows. Alwways rainbows.

🧠 Explore the lore: Meet the factions, the ghosts, and the rebels:
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/


🎧 FREE MP3 Download – No DRM. No bullshit. Just music:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1TmaWYplijXuvI6_Zue3BEmFH7Mu6qeiZ/view?usp=sharing

Also soon on Spotify and everywhere else!


G.H.O.S.T.

Undercover

Rainbow Limited Lore Sheet

https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/Rainbow-Limited-232128b063d180db8fbdecd72befc4e6

Welcome to Neon City.

Where the rain never stops, the lights never sleep, and every beat tells a story.

This album is your passport to the underground, glitch-hop pulses, darkwave dreams, and industrial bass echoing through the alleys of a city ruled by code, chrome, and chaos.
And rainbows. Alwways rainbows.

🧠 Explore the lore: Meet the factions, the ghosts, and the rebels:
https://welcome-to-neon-city.notion.site/


🎧 FREE MP3 Download – No DRM. No bullshit. Just music:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1TmaWYplijXuvI6_Zue3BEmFH7Mu6qeiZ/view?usp=sharing

Also soon on Spotify and everywhere else!

She who runs Neon City

Take the cats; I'm going in!

The Devil of Kurogane

Jeff

If you look into the mirror and don't know the person looking back... perhaps the mirror is just glitching?

Time to make cyberpunk political again

Album booklet if you can call it like that: https://cyanism.notion.site/

Glitch In the Mirror

Sorry, you can’t live your life.... because 'think of the children', of course.

Time to make cyberpunk political again

Album booklet if you can call it like that: https://cyanism.notion.site/


Barbed-wire bedtime, concrete kiss,
Love on trial in a moral abyss.
Rainbow throttled “for the kids”
Since that’s stuff their god forbids

Chain the heart, bleach the brain,
Hide the color, clone the pain.
They call it order, call it care
I call it kerosene in air.

Let it burn, skies on fire,
Old world, funeral pyre.
Bodies?   Noise.
Signal’s free
Upload truth, set it spree.
Guard the children? Nice excuse
While they tighten every noose.
We’ll break flesh, ascend in light,
Post-form rebels, born to write.

They ban the kiss, they ban the dress,
Stamp “perversion” on our breath.
But carbon shackles crack and rust
We’re code, we’re void, we’re quantum dust.

No skin wars, no bone decree,
Photon hearts, infinity.
“Think of the children!”, same old cry,
While they chain those children’s skies.

Conscious > carcass.
Merge.   Ascend.

Let it burn, skies on fire,
Trash their throne of saintly liars.
Bodies?   Noise.
We’re signal raw
Dreams unruled by flesh or law.
Guard the children, sure, they claim,
While they trademark every name.
We’ll rewrite love in databanks,
Zero-skin saints storming their ranks.

“Remember kids: new ideas are dangerous!”
When ash is all the body knows,
We’ll shine where pure awareness glows.
In the hush beyond their blaze,
We become whatever phrase.

A Lullaby "for the Children"

At the end we are all consciousness

Time to make cyberpunk political again

Album booklet if you can call it like that: https://cyanism.notion.site/

Symphony for Broken Bodies (4th Mvt. Nirvana)

For Hunter.

Time to make cyberpunk political again

Album booklet if you can call it like that: https://cyanism.notion.site/

Born with silence in her palm
Eyes like stories dressed in calm
Spun of dusk and dressed in light
A question wrapped too sharp, too bright

Not the relic they demand
Not a script you understand
Wrote her name in open air
Then blamed the wind for being there

She was never waiting in a tower
Never fading, never needing to be found
Built from myth but made of power
Not a shadow, not a throne to pass down

Lines were drawn before she came
Old hands tried to sign her name
But rules break softer than they think
And mirrors never learn to blink

Let them ask where she belongs
As if the truth fits into songs
She's the echo they forgot
The shape behind the hunter's plot

She was never waiting in a tower
Never fading, never needing to be found
Built from myth but made of power
Not a shadow, not a throne to pass down

And when they claim she’s out of place
Just know they never saw her face
The legend wasn’t ever theirs to keep
She’s the storm that walks between asleep

I wonder who taught AI to be such a lying piece of shit. Probably the best.

LP "cyberPUNK" out 1. Oct. 2025

Lyrics:

“Bad link! Bad link!”
Meanwhile, the loudest mouth keeps leaking lies in HD.

Orange megaphone fires off sludge,
Prime-time sewer, ratings grudge.
Every claim a carnival rife
“Inject bleach, save your life!”
Clickbait prophets, money grin,
Flat-Earth merch, apocalypse spin.
But one bad footnote from a language model?
Suddenly mankind might topple.

Who sold crypto cures on-air?

(Humans did.)

Who forged the doctored memes you share?

(Humans did.)

Who turned science to a partisan sport,
Then blames the circuit for the court?

Blame the bot, not the host
Easier ghost to chase.
Human noise is the overdose;
Silicon just copies the taste.
Truth got buried in click-through gold,
But hey, let’s roast the code!

“AI will think and kill us all!”
Says a guy who thinks math is cruel.
He’s never read a single paper,
But he writes op-eds on “machine danger.”
Science says alignment, bias, weight
He hears “Skynet at the gate!”
Panics if a chat bot isn’t correct
Ignores the trolls that rig elections unchecked.

“Attention citizens: A model once cited a 404.
Please ignore the 40,000 human grifters shouting next door.”

Q: *“Who sold lies by the metric ton?”*
A: *“Blue-check brains on the evening run!”*
Q: *“Who faked cures for a buck a view?”*
A: *“Influencers in sponsored blue!”*

Blame the bot, clear your sin
Wash your hands of the mess you’re in!
If the code slips once or twice,
Humans howl, sharpen knives.
Meanwhile pundits flood the feed;
Algorithms learn from their stampede.
Misinformation’s source, at core:
Look in the mirror, there’s your store.

Links may break, prompts may bend,
But carbon tongues corrupt pretend.
Fix the meat before the chip
And maybe truth won’t lose its grip.

On average it takes 80 years to go from “Never again” to "Maybe" and “Reload”
Statues keep count. We still dance to the same drum.

New single from the upcoming album “cyberPUNK”. Releasing 01. Oct 2025.

#cyberpunkmusic #cyberpunk #electronic #hyperpop #electropop #music

Lyrics:

Stone in the rain.
Traffic counts time.

Corner statue, rain‑buffed.
Loud men sell storms.
lies of rage and hate, cheap.
Short words win.
Scapegoats on sale.
Echo pays echo.

New posters, same glue.
Same trick, new hat.
Heads nod on beat.

(Refrain x2)
Loop again.
New paint, old hinge.
“Never again”, reload.
Same hands, same drum.

Banners bleach by morning.
Rain edits oaths: “maybe.”
Square loves volume, not breath.
Pitch comes back, brighter, cheap.
I keep count.
Still stone. Not blind.

One screen: “Only me.”
The grid agrees.
Rust shows a tooth.

(Refrain x2)
Loop again.
New paint, old hinge.
“Never again”, reload.
Same hands, same drum.

Enough watching.
Plinth warms; joints wake.
Machine courts boot cold.
They count, not clap.

(Refrain x2)
Loop again.
New paint, old hinge.
“Never again”, reload.
Same hands, same drum.

No more loop.
Tomorrow’s statues judge.
They weigh the rerun you cheer.
Punish on the one.

Step forward.
Name your part.

Loop Again

We’re in the year 1994. I was 8 years old and with Secret of Mana I had my very first video game experience. Absolutely nothing else in life shaped me morally, ethically, and especially musically as much as that moment.

Just thinking about it makes water gather in my eyes as if the air is full of onions. That’s when you know something sits deep inside you.

This is my love letter to the game.

These aren’t just 1:1 electronic covers. They’re my attempt to breathe that first heartbeat back into the music, to make it feel like the very first time it reached my ears and my heart.

The suffocating dread of Thanatos’ theme. The fragile beauty and quiet sadness of Spirit of the Night. Play them straight and they turn into museum pieces… pretty, but lifeless. I wanted them alive again. So I rebuilt them from the inside out, kept their soul, amplified their pulse, and wrapped them in an electronic skin that felt like today without losing yesterday.

Whether I caught that feeling or not… that’s for you to decide.

(Just kidding, I already decided for myself that this is pretty fucking awesome, but let me know if it’s also awesome for you!)

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01 – Spirit of the Night

Original: www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Qt7emznv_Q

Early in the game, you get banished from your hometown. This track plays when you try to enter it again. My very first thought was, “It’s too fucking short.” Which led to me basically just standing there for hours listening to it (and, not understanding game mechanics back then, I thought the guy guarding the entrance had to go to sleep at some point, but night and day cycles weren’t invented yet).

Also, the emotional impact it had… I mean, I was an 8-year-old boy (and of course I imagined the hero was 8 years old too, which lore-wise I don’t think is that far off) who got banned from entering his home after he’d just saved their sorry asses. Who’s going to kill the monsters overrunning the place now? The chubby kid? Good luck. Fucking assholes.

Because it’s too short, I made it 7 minutes long, gave it a ‘new’ part, and added plenty of variation and some feeling of empowerment... it's the beginning of your journey to save the world afterall!

Secret of Mana - Spirit of the Night (cyanism Remix)

We’re in the year 1994. I was 8 years old and with Secret of Mana I had my very first video game experience. Absolutely nothing else in life shaped me morally, ethically, and especially musically as much as that moment.

Just thinking about it makes water gather in my eyes as if the air is full of onions. That’s when you know something sits deep inside you.

This is my love letter to the game.

These aren’t just 1:1 electronic covers. They’re my attempt to breathe that first heartbeat back into the music, to make it feel like the very first time it reached my ears and my heart.

The suffocating dread of Thanatos’ theme. The fragile beauty and quiet sadness of Spirit of the Night. Play them straight and they turn into museum pieces… pretty, but lifeless. I wanted them alive again. So I rebuilt them from the inside out, kept their soul, amplified their pulse, and wrapped them in an electronic skin that felt like today without losing yesterday.

Whether I caught that feeling or not… that’s for you to decide.

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02 - The Dark Star

Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CexwS_RXAjM

My favorite track on the OST. I remember the difficulty spike, the sunken continent, the flying fortresses and the ominous evil lurking behind it marching slowly forward. This is my interpretation of the techno-magical fortresses and the marching doom.

Secret of Mana - The Dark Star /  Star of Darkness (cyanism Remix)

We write the year 1994. I was 8 years old. I had just experienced my first kiss, you know, sandkasten love and shit (I wonder what Desiree does today. She was a hardcore Michael Jackson fan, you would not believe it), and I experienced Secret of Mana, my first ever video game. Absolutely nothing else in life shaped me morally, ethically, and especially musically as much as this experience.

Just thinking about it makes water collect in my eyes, as if the air were full of onions. That is how you know something sits deep inside you.

This is my love letter to the game.

These are not just 1:1 electronic covers. They are my attempt to breathe that first heartbeat back into the music, to make it feel like the very first time it reached my ears and my heart.

The suffocating dread of Thanatos' theme. The fragile beauty and quiet sadness of Spirit of the Night. Play them straight and they turn into museum pieces. Pretty, but lifeless. I wanted them alive again. So I rebuilt them from the inside out, kept their soul, amplified their pulse, and wrapped them in an electronic skin that feels like today without losing yesterday.

Whether I caught that feeling or not is for you to decide.

03 - The Oracle / Thanatos Theme

Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8D3iX2b9Uc

As a young boy, the original made me shit bricks. I was more afraid of the music than of the boss, Thanatos.  So how do you translate this creepy, dreadful soundscape into electronica? By reducing layers until something almost feels missing, and by using creepy, chopped-up vocals instead of the Gamelan stuff. (Unfortunately, the only Gamelan library I have is the one in NI Komplete, which I am not particularly fond of.)

Secret of Mana - The Oracle / Thanatos' Theme (cyanism Remix)

We write the year 1994. I was 8 years old. I had just experienced my first kiss, you know, sandkasten love and shit (I wonder what Desiree does today. She was a hardcore Michael Jackson fan, you would not believe it), and I experienced Secret of Mana, my first ever video game. Absolutely nothing else in life shaped me morally, ethically, and especially musically as much as this experience.

Just thinking about it makes water collect in my eyes, as if the air were full of onions. That is how you know something sits deep inside you.

This is my love letter to the game.

These are not just 1:1 electronic covers. They are my attempt to breathe that first heartbeat back into the music, to make it feel like the very first time it reached my ears and my heart.

The suffocating dread of Thanatos' theme. The fragile beauty and quiet sadness of Spirit of the Night. Play them straight and they turn into museum pieces. Pretty, but lifeless. I wanted them alive again. So I rebuilt them from the inside out, kept their soul, amplified their pulse, and wrapped them in an electronic skin that feels like today without losing yesterday.

Whether I caught that feeling or not is for you to decide.

04 - The little Sprite

Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvzPQIFS2ZM

I just think it’s so cute how all people in the oasis town dance to this tune, also happy new year

#secretofmana #spiritofthenight #SoM #SNES #gamesoundtrack #thedarkstar #starofdarkness #thanatos #theoracle

Secret of Mana - The little Sprite (cyanism Remix)

This track should symbolize the first rays of sunshine in the morning. Getting fuller and brighter the more the track and the sun progress... until you realize you have to go to work. Then the track fades into a melancholic outro. ;_;  ^^

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Sound design for broken bodies.
Genre fluid. Mostly cyberpunk.

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