text_original: Even the mighty mountains leave their places, And sink their haughty heads beneath strange seas The great earth writhes in some convulsive spasms And turns the proudest cities into plains. The level sea becomes a yawning chasm— Nothing remains.
text_transcription: EVEN THE MIGHTY MOUNTAINS LEAVE THEIR PLACES AND SINK THEIR HAUGHTY HEADS BENEATH STRANGE SEAS THE GREAT EARTH WRITHES IN SOME CONVULSIVE SPASMS AND TURNS THE PROUDEST CITIES INTO PLAINS THE LEVEL SEA BECOMES A YAWNING CHASM NOTHING REMAINS
phonemes: ˈiːvən ðə mˈaɪɾi mˈaʊntɪnz lˈiːv ðɛɹ plˈeɪsᵻz, ænd sˈɪŋk ðɛɹ hˈɔːɾi hˈɛdz bᵻnˌiːθ stɹˈeɪndʒ sˈiːz ðə ɡɹˈeɪt ˈɜːθ ɹˈaɪðz ɪn sˌʌm kənvˈʌlsɪv spˈæzəmz ænd tˈɜːnz ðə pɹˈaʊdɪst sˈɪɾiz ˌɪntʊ plˈeɪnz. ðə lˈɛvəl sˈiː bɪkˌʌmz ɐ jˈɔːnɪŋ kˈæzəm— nˈʌθɪŋ ɹᵻmˈeɪnz.