ANNA VECHNA - Trouble

Who said that evil is a girl?
Who made us do all of these crimes?
Yes, who put a gun against your head?
Who denied you fantasy?
Who found all the pearls that you had saved and then crushed them brutally?
Now who adopted all your pride?
Who took away your will and ran away from you with a wicked,
Wicked grin?
Who put a gun against your head?