text_original: Each line deliberately swings Towards me, till I see a straight Green avenue to the heart of things, The glimpse of a sudden opened gate Piercing the adverse walls of fate
text_transcription: EACH LINE DELIBERATELY SWINGS TOWARDS ME TILL I SEE A STRAIGHT GREEN AVENUE TO THE HEART OF THINGS THE GLIMPSE OF A SUDDEN OPENED GATE PIERCING THE ADVERSE WALLS OF FATE
phonemes: ˈiːtʃ lˈaɪn dᵻlˈɪbɚɹətli swˈɪŋz təwˈɔːɹdz mˌiː, tˈɪl aɪ sˈiː ɐ stɹˈeɪt ɡɹˈiːn ˈævənˌuː tə ðə hˈɑːɹt ʌv θˈɪŋz, ðə ɡlˈɪmps əvə sˈʌdən ˈoʊpənd ɡˈeɪt pˈɪɹsɪŋ ðɪ ædvˈɜːs wˈɔːlz ʌv fˈeɪt