text_original: But woe to the heretic, Evermore woe! When the son of the church And the cross is his foe! "In the track of the shell, In the path of the ball, Pentagoet swept over The breach of the wall! Steel to steel, gun to gun, One moment,  and then Alone stood the victor, Alone with his men!
text_transcription: BUT WOE TO THE HERETIC EVERMORE WOE WHEN THE SON OF THE CHURCH AND THE CROSSES HIS FOE IN THE TRACK OF THE SHELL IN THE PATH THROUGH THE BALL PINCHED GOAT SPREAD OVER THE BREECH OF THE WALL STEEL TO STEEL GUN TO GUN ONE MOMENT AND THEN ALONE STOOD THE VICTOR ALONG WITH HIS MEN
phonemes: bˌʌt wˈoʊ tə ðə hˈɛɹətˌɪk, ˌɛvɚmˈɔːɹ wˈoʊ! wˌɛn ðə sˈʌn ʌvðə tʃˈɜːtʃ ænd ðə kɹˈɔs ɪz hɪz fˈoʊ! "ɪnðə tɹˈæk ʌvðə ʃˈɛl, ɪnðə pˈæθ ʌvðə bˈɔːl, pˈɛntɐɡˌoʊt swˈɛpt ˌoʊvɚ ðə bɹˈiːtʃ ʌvðə wˈɔːl! stˈiːl tə stˈiːl, ɡˈʌn tə ɡˈʌn, wˈʌn mˈoʊmənt,  ænd ðˈɛn ɐlˈoʊn stˈʊd ðə vˈɪktɚ, ɐlˈoʊn wɪð hɪz mˈɛn!