text_original: A baited banker thus desponds, From his own hand foresees his fall, They have his soul, who have his bonds; 'Tis like the writing on the wall.
text_transcription: A BATED BANKER THUS DESPONDS FROM HIS OWN HAND FORESEES HIS FALL THEY HAVE HIS SOUL WHO HAVE HIS BONDS TIS LIKE THE WRITING ON THE WALL
phonemes: ɐ bˈeɪɾᵻd bˈæŋkɚ ðˈʌs dᵻspˈɑːndz, fɹʌm hɪz ˈoʊn hˈænd fɔːɹsˈiːz hɪz fˈɔːl, ðeɪ hæv hɪz sˈoʊl, hˌuː hæv hɪz bˈɑːndz; tˈɪz lˈaɪk ðə ɹˈaɪɾɪŋ ɔnðə wˈɔːl.