text_original: Like conjurers safe in my circle I dwell; I love to look black too, it heightens my spell; Though my magic is mighty in every hue, Who see all my power must see it in you.
text_transcription: LIKE CONJURORS SAFE IN MY CIRCLE I DWELL I LOVE TO LOOK BLACK TO IT HEIGHTENS MY SPELL THOUGH MY MAGIC IS MIGHTY IN EVERY HUE WHO SEE ALL MY POWER MUST SEE IT IN YOU
phonemes: lˈaɪk kˈʌndʒjʊɹɹɚz sˈeɪf ɪn maɪ sˈɜːkəl aɪ dwˈɛl; aɪ lˈʌv tə lˈʊk blˈæk tˈuː, ɪt hˈaɪʔn̩z maɪ spˈɛl; ðˌoʊ maɪ mˈædʒɪk ɪz mˈaɪɾi ɪn ˈɛvɹi hjˈuː, hˌuː sˈiː ˈɔːl maɪ pˈaʊɚ mˈʌst sˈiː ɪɾ ɪn juː.