(Dear destiny) Give me a thousand scars- (Those glorious souviners of countless wars) from sharpest of your daggers, and I shall wear them, with my head held high, with utmost Pride. Carrying them as jewels adorn, a winsome bride.
Give me a thousand scars, (those wounds that tear hearts apart) from most cruel of your words, and I shall carry them, with a smile spreading wide, brimming eternal love. Guarding them as leonidas did defending his honour.
Give me a thousand scars, (thoughts that soak eyes dead) from most cruel of your memories, and I shall wear them , with my eyes gazing stars, hiding deep sea secrets. telling tales as Nomad wind speaks, of emotions left behind.