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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.

Neon Devil

"We don't go to Ravenholm" - Original lyrics 2025
credits: valve: half-life 2 (inspiration), Celestion Greenbacks - scooped mids & Father Grigori

Verse 1:
In the shadows of the City, there's a place we fear to tread
Where the zombies and the headcrabs make their lair
Father Grigori's the only one who dares to face the dread
In the town that's been abandoned to despair

Pre-Chorus:
But if you find yourself in need to pass through this domain
Heed the warning that the locals all will say

Chorus:
We don't go to Ravenholm, where the dead come back to life
We don't go to Ravenholm, where the zombies hunt at night
The streets are filled with danger, and the buildings all are cursed In
Ravenholm, your worst nightmares come first!

Verse 2:
Grigori's traps and turrets are the only safety net
In a town where Hell itself has come to play
The headcrabs leap from nowhere, poison zombies never let
A moment's peace for those who come this way

Pre-Chorus:
Oh if you must brave Ravenholm, be sure to watch your back
And pray that Father Grigori's watching too

Chorus:
We don't go to Ravenholm, where the poison headcrabs strike
We don't go to Ravenholm, if you want to stay alive
The traps may buy you time, but no safety can be found
In Ravenholm, the dead are all around!

Bridge:
The crows are watching from the wires, the graves all open wide
The church bells toll the coming of your doom
No matter how you fight or run, there's no place you can hide
In Ravenholm, the dead will seal your tomb!

Final Chorus:
We don't go to Ravenholm, where the zombies never die!
We don't go to Ravenholm, unless we have to try
To make it through the nightmare, and reach the other side
Of Ravenholm, where terror and death abide!

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