Why does this sound like the opening theme of HOUSE?

Hakuyoku No Seiyaku (Sekirei S

Sakurane

Verse 1
I scroll through faces in the dark,
Empty smiles, no beating hearts.
Everyone’s a ghost behind their screen,
Perfect lies in pictures we’ve seen.

Pre-Chorus
But I’m still holding out for something true,
Searching the crowd, just to find you.

Chorus
Is there anyone real left in this world?
Someone who bleeds, someone who hurts.
Not afraid to break, not afraid to feel—
Tell me, is there anyone real?

Verse 2
Every word feels like a game,
People change but stay the same.
Promises that vanish in the rain,
Chasing love just brings the pain.

Pre-Chorus
But I won’t let the silence take my voice,
I still believe that we’ve got a choice.

Chorus
Is there anyone real left in this world?
Someone who bleeds, someone who hurts.
Not afraid to break, not afraid to feel—
Tell me, is there anyone real?

Bridge
Underneath the masks we wear,
I know there’s someone out there.
A heart that beats like mine tonight,
Fighting just to hold the light.

Final Chorus
Is there anyone real left in this world?
Someone to love, someone to trust.
Not afraid to break, not afraid to heal—
Tell me, is there anyone real?

is there anyone real?

[Lyrics]

Virions ride the hot wind, knocking at the gate;
sentinel macrophages flag PAMPs as fate.
Interferon sirens, complement alights,
NK on patrol and CTLs in the fight.
DAMPs stain the tissue, NETs fog the dawn—
to save one spark, we burn the whole lawn.


Cytokine storm—IL‑6 floods the vein;
TNF‑α turns airways to grain.
Specificity: zero; sensitivity: sworn—
we drown the host to smother a storm.



Under a David star‑marked banner, columns deploy;
one hidden vector in labyrinthine ploy.
Grid after grid, “sterilized” and sealed—
entire districts erased to cleanse a field.
Your ROC curve shatters—false positives peak;
to cut one thread, you amputate the street.


Name one “pathogen,” watch neighborhoods bleed;
triage the conscience, maximize speed.
You call it defense; the metrics conform—
to kill a spark, you conjure a storm.



Pressure refines what the bullets don’t take;
EMT slips through in a clonal remake.
p53 muted, checkpoints asleep—
survivors of bomb‑runs burrow and keep.
Selection by shrapnel breeds harder designs—
metastasis maps our ethical mines.


To live through the siege, I calcify form;
I mirror the wound and weather the storm.
When justice deforms and mercy is torn,
the body grows demons just to be born.


Heirs of the Warsaw Ghetto stitched “never again” in the seam,
then polished the scar till the scar ran the scheme.
Purity’s doctrine misread as the norm—
tissue to tumor, and dusk into storm.


Down‑regulate fury; let thresholds re‑set.
This homeostatic wisdom—we forget.
Stop the recursion that razes the form;
cease the reflex that summons the storm.

Learn from the body—coordinate, repair;
like tissues in chorus, share oxygen, care.
Not overkill’s desert, but circuits that heal:
a polity of cells where futures congeal.

Other

Overkill in the Desert

http://www.chachajjang.info/2016/04/kouhaichi.html


Kouhai Chi

테일즈 오브 제스티리아(Tales Of Zestiria) 더 크로스 ED - Calling orpg337

Kirifuda By Cinema Staff.1

Danball Senki A, W, Wars

Reflection
1.  Gun&Blade
2. 衝突                             0 1:10
3. システム≪オルタ≫ 02:37
4. 二つの星                     04:05
5. 貫く意志                     05:23
6. 救うと決めた             06:22
9. PHANTOM MINDS ~Instrumental & Orgol MIX~ (BONUS TRACK) 1 1:00
Detonation
7. エクシードブレイカー                    08:18
8.レイジングハート・エストレア     09:52


Reflection+Detonationの結論は…なのは劇場版シリーズの最悪の一部…
作画品質TVアニメのレベルですね。BGMなら…1stと2ndには及ばない
Reflection+Detonation conclusion is the worst part of the series in the NANOHA anime movie series. Painting quality is the level of TV animation.

테일즈 오브 제스티리아(Tales Of Zestiria) 더 크로스 ED - Calling orpg337

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