BLue fire

Life iS our enemy
and we are like tearS in the Snow 

BLue fire

Running time 61'38"
Eibon Records Can001
Released in December 1996
First release
Specially designed A5 digipack + 20 pages full colour booklet
Second release
Jewel box


The eleventh shadow
Thin concentric circles
Aranea tedii
Incantesimo d'autunno
Temporal stasis
Noir (your coloured soul)
Doloris charisma
Splendor's bearer
The luminous trinity
Our little hidden treasures
This grey enemy


The eleventh shadow

After the torchlight red on our pale faces
After the frosty silence of agony
Prison and reverberation (of tears) over distant blood
What is that sound low in the air (murmur) of maternal lamentation?
Who are these hordes swarming over endless plains - ringed in fire?
What is the city over the mountains dressed in violet air?
Falling towers of CANAAN unreal

Thin concentric circles

Concentric circles thin near the pentagrams to imprison Him
Black maculae on white skin!

The endless and the magical, the liar and the gazing,
The power for centuries forgotten to reach
The light of ending cosmogonies to open wide the gates
A passage to walk backwards
The coffin and the blazing, the shroud and the chilling
He removes his cross, black claws devoure.... a frozen light

Obliquus and rectus, imprisoned Dogma
The truth now to face

Aranea tedii

This Ocean.... my bride
This Night..... my father
This Apathy... my son

Incantesimo d'autunno

Un lento fuoco malato consuma la mia Prigione di carne
Ed un oscuro dolore attraversa il mio corpo come fiume in piena
Sento che la strada segnata - conduce all'oblio
Ai troni di fiamma ed alle urla di giada
La lenta pira di speranze ormai appassite
Getta un'ombra spettrale sulla lama
Che paziente aspetta il mio braccio
Non c'è più luce in questo
Terribile Inverno

Noir (Your Coloured Soul)

L'arcobaleno è una lama nera
Ed una carovana barcolla nei sogni di un viandante
Behind this gate-cage crawl the faceless voyants
With dreams like a keyhole
They know that the avenue of death is scattered with spots,
And their aimless caravan slowly drown in this seadesert
This is Unsunland, where the Sleep is stonevagrant
Where the Absence is a selfcurtain
Where the Unmoon is a grey piece of china
Iride bianca, vetro nero
Light has no horizon, black
Hong delight carrion of a kiss
Pece, nera la neve
Latte catrame
The white iridescent eye is full of worms and luminescent promises
It has the conscience that this sky is the ground of the dead
Wall horizon

Doloris Charisma

To blindly believe Shall be the whole of your law
Love under the siege of faith
Bowed before idols of dust
Breathe the air of submission!

For when Eternity expires
You'll stand before them Naked in your Sins
Is this the reward for a life of adoration?
The idols of lies need silent adorers
Is this the price of your Countless humiliations?

The idols of flesh need weak adorers
Human garbage human ashes human pain
By gods of powder dismissed!

To obey is to suffer to love is to conquer
To kill is to adore then
As wolves among sheeps we are hunting

Splendor's bearer

Pulsing with Splendor
With Arthat at my side
And Amytaba at my back
And Akshobhya in my heart
I need no wings to fly high
Above the misty skies

With nothing but my bare hands
I shape the dreams of thousands

With Yataka at my side
And Sakys on my back
And Altan Kahna in my eyes
I crawl and yet disdain the perils

With nothing but my bare hands, pulsing with Splendor
I pulverize the columns of Sakyamune


Abbiamo aperto gli occhi
Su una solitudine dal volto di pietra
Calata sui nostri corpi
Come Sudario infuocato e Sindone insanguinata
A ricordo di immani crocefissioni

Dal fondo di ricordi grigi e sbiaditi
La Regina Tristezza ha infranto i nostri sogni
Come specchi di luce

Ed ora, respirando il sangue
Che sgorga dalle nostre ferite
Affrontiamo il nostro peggior nemico: la Vita

Dal nulla
Nel nulla
In eterno

Our little hidden treasures

I will make a hole in your head to chain you with the rope of love
Is this really all you have to offer? A simple promise of suffering?
Desire is the father of strength
Wrath is the mother of innocence
Power is the ultimate gift

Fear will be the end of your mirage
I have sealed the bound in fire; how could you escape this maternal care?
I'm escaping your web like the sand flowing from your hands
I will bring you down with me! my body, your prison
Never, for I am the chosen one
The sculptor of all your defeats


Blue fire (1st release) retro
Blue fire (1st release) cover
Blue fire (1st release) internal
Blue fire (1st release) booklet

Blue fire was recorded and mixed at
Music House Studio (Frascarolo) under the wise
supervision of Paolo Sannazzaro
From May to October 1996
All music composed and performed by Canaan
All lyrics by Mauro, with a special mention to Trebor
for the lyrical help on
Noir (your coloured soul)
No thanks to the rest of human sheeps

Canaan 1996

Mauro 1996
Vocals / Samples / Keyboard / Guitar
Luca 1996
Drum / Samples / Keyboard
Matteo 1996
Bass / guitar

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