text_original: So powerful are a banker's bills, Where creditors demand their due; They break up counters, doors, and tills, And leave the empty chests in view. Thus when an earthquake lets in light Upon the god of gold and hell, Unable to endure the sight, He hides within his darkest cell.
text_transcription: SO POWERFUL ARE A BANKER'S BILLS WHERE CREDITORS DEMAND THEIR DUE THEY BREAK UP COUNTERS DOORS AND TILLS AND LEAVE THE EMPTY CHESTS IN VIEW THUS WHEN AN EARTHQUAKE LETS IN LIGHT UPON THE GOD OF GOLD AND HELL UNABLE TO ENDURE THE SIGHT HE HIDES WITHIN HIS DARKEST CELL
phonemes: sˌoʊ pˈaʊɚfəl ɑːɹ ɐ bˈæŋkɚz bˈɪlz, wˌɛɹ kɹˈɛdɪɾɚz dᵻmˈænd ðɛɹ dˈuː; ðeɪ bɹˈeɪk ˌʌp kˈaʊntɚz, dˈɔːɹz, ænd tˈɪlz, ænd lˈiːv ðɪ ˈɛmpti tʃˈɛsts ɪn vjˈuː. ðˈʌs wɛn ɐn ˈɜːθkweɪk lˈɛts ɪn lˈaɪt əpˌɑːn ðə ɡˈɑːd ʌv ɡˈoʊld ænd hˈɛl, ʌnˈeɪbəl tʊ ɛndˈʊɹ ðə sˈaɪt, hiː hˈaɪdz wɪðˌɪn hɪz dˈɑːɹkɪst sˈɛl.