And They Were Masked - Sands of John lyrics

My sands run thick with John He's dying there, so far down, he's overrun Down below the earth, a cave His place of birth Weary now, waiting for, waiting for that... [?], [?], [?] Meet your meet your freedom, freedom, freedom [?],[?], stolen, stolen, stolen Aggravate our kingdom, kingdom, kingdom, to the desert Stone man to step on [?] to travel feet by feet Push through crowded [?] piece of meat [?] whispers on the summoned light to the desert Needs to collect his thoughts The cave where he was born [?]