كلمات 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