What a combination it was...
I am mortal, I pray to the dead god who gave me life and time for it, to open the gates and let me – a mortal – into his heart.
It's difficult, of course, but nothing, it will be easier later. Probably...
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт