Echoes

I can't seem to recognise the ugliness
In all the others' way of life
Deep beneath the winter chill
The blanket fuels the only thing they had in mind
Buried in the autumn leaves
The memories of the season passed to compromise
Will we ever make it through, only time will tell

Only asking what's the price
We've spent it all, we'll never have the time to try
Deep beneath the winter chill
The ugly man says ugly faces will survive
Faster still the echoes grow
If the kingdom falls we've only served to pacify
Will we ever make it through? Only time will tell