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After rejection in Ammonihah, Alma wanders alone—defeated, questioning if he truly heard the call. Then the silence breaks. A voice from heaven speaks, summoning him back to the city that cast him out. This song captures that divine encounter: the quiet mercy, the rising conviction, and the unshakable command to Return. A soaring orchestral spiritual piece blending ethereal choir, cinematic folk, and sacred storytelling. 👼 Perspective: The Angel 🕊️ Style: Sacred cinematic anthem / orchestral spiritual / ethereal folk 🎧 Made with Suno ✍️ Written by Alarm Clock Hero 📌 Lyrics: [Intro – instrumental with ambient strings, distant choir hum] [Sound of footsteps on a dusty road, slowing, stopping] You must return. [Silence] [A single pure note rings out - everything shifts] [Verse 1 – sung gently, almost a lullaby, ethereal reverb] Alma... I see you walking in the dust, I see the weight upon your shoulders. I know the words they spoke to you, I know the ache that makes you colder. They mocked you, turned you out, Cast your message to the ground. But lift your eyes, beloved servant— Your work in Ammonihah's not done. [Chorus 1 – sung with gentle authority, building strings] Return, return, Go back the way you came. Return, return, I'm calling you by name. The road is hard, the door is closed, But you must walk it still. Return, return, This is the Father's will. [Verse 2 – sung with growing urgency, drums enter softly] That city stands on poisoned ground, Their hearts are plotting in the dark. They seek to bind the hands of freedom, To snuff the Spirit's holy spark. The innocent cry out in silence, The lost are stumbling toward the grave. And I have called you, chosen vessel, To speak the words that still can save. [Chorus 2 – sung with increasing power, full instrumentation] Return, return, Go back the way you came. Return, return, They need to hear His name. The road is hard, the door is closed, But you will not walk alone. Return, return, You carry heaven's tone. [Bridge – sung with soaring conviction, choir joins in harmony] Do not fear their scorn, Do not fear their rage. I have prepared a heart to help you— A man whose soul will turn the page. He waits within the city walls, A voice they cannot ignore. You will return with him beside you, And what was closed will be a door. I am with you, faithful servant, I am with you in the flame. The Lord of Hosts will be your shelter— Now rise and go back in His name. [Final Chorus – sung with full anthemic power, layered vocals, bagpipes or uilleann pipes] Return! Return! Go back the way you came! Return! Return! Reclaim what hell would claim! The road is hard, the gate is sealed, But heaven breaks the stone! Return! Return! You will not stand alone! Return! Return! The battle's not yet through! Return! Return! The Lord has chosen you! Return! Return! The Lord has chosen you! [Outro – sung softly, fading like wind, reverb stretching into distance] Return... Return... Alma... Go back... [The angelic voice fades into silence] [Long pause] [A single breath—Alma's] [Footsteps... turning around] [Walking the opposite direction, steady and sure] [Fade out]