Analysis of When I miss my road

When i miss my road
In the darkness of the seasons
          Passing through the shadows
          of the mocking wilderness
With only the candle lit
of the fading moon light
          That goes to the ritual grave
           To rise again to the grilling
Dawn of the morning
With a racing light
         of the new season
          To bring me back to the track
That rings the destiny bells
To the hears of the willing souls
           To take the gown
            To wear the crown
That has been lost
When i was formerly lost.