Returning the Curse - Arena

You look at me, but you fail to see

You look at me, but you fail to see

So this disguise is enough to fool

Your arrogance and your sense of self control

Despite your nervous disposition

And your fearful superstitions

Here I stand — in your line of vision

You call yourself a dark magician

You look at me, but you fail to see

You look at me, but you fail to see

I am but feet away waiting to work my plan

The curse held tightly now within my trembling hand

I pass the paper — anticipate

You take it willingly — You walk away!

You look at me, but you fail to see

You look at me, but you fail to see