Back on the movie set
Sire's thoughts and words become one
As he hangs on the cross
His breath is barely audible
As his last words finalize his death
Forgive them, Father
For they know not what they do
Tesserae is on her knees in front of his bleeding feet
Absorbing the sound of the blood dripping into the terrarium
She looks up at his distorted torso
Then into his lost, defeated soul
With hatred and love
Her vengeance breaks the silence
Pray for our forgiveness
As you give birth to human lizards
Cheer up, sinisterly
You're not evil
You're naturally pathetic
Whip strikes Sire's pregnant stomach
Releasing a horrific sound
Nausea rises from his gut
It's a little metal ball
It's connected to the whip, rip open his skin
Green puke flies from his mouth
Movement from within his womb is accompanied by baby lizard cries
A small tear pokes through and dances back and forth
The moment plays out, and the director screams
Cut
On the monitor, the Lizard King hangs on the cross
And Desiree stands up with the little person in the skeleton's walk-off frame
Sting sits on his director's chair
Mesmerized by what he saw
Insane
If this doesn't metaphorically represent what is going on in society right now
Then nothing will
The crew laughs
The First Lady stands next to Sting
And confronts Garth
The camera assistant who slept in his car the night before
All right! Check the gates
Gate
Garth checks the lens
It's good
The First Lady shakes off the mood
Talks into his walkie
It's a wrap, everybody
Listen, same time tomorrow
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