Hold on to your helmet! “Dicke Bertha” thrusts you straight into the heart-pounding routine of a World War I artillery crew. Line by line, KANONENFIEBER rattles off the checklist of building a gun bed, hauling 800-kilogram shells, sighting targets, and yanking the firing cord. The German words click like gears in a war machine, while the English chorus of Schuss, Blitz, Knall (Shot, Flash, Bang) mimics the deafening rhythm of cannon fire. You can almost smell the gunpowder as “Big Bertha,” the legendary German howitzer, prepares to flatten everything in its path.
Beneath the thunder, the song is a gritty reminder of how industrial warfare turns precise teamwork into devastating power. Each soldier has a role, each order is mechanical, yet the outcome is terrifyingly human: blazing skies, torn earth, and the grim truth that once you hear the shell land, it is already too late. By zooming in on the cold, methodical process rather than heroics, KANONENFIEBER spotlights the stark contrast between disciplined preparation and the chaotic inferno it unleashes. It is both a history lesson and a head-banging warning about the brutal efficiency of modern conflict.