text_original: It was dead black in color, with slitted eyes that had been touched up artfully to bring out their venomous stare. The head itself rose up to a rounded point that added to the inhuman brutality of the face. He was seated on a throne, Garry saw, and other figures, less skilfully carved, were kneeling before him. Again, he was standing above a prostrate enemy, a triple pointed spear raised to deliver the final blow.
text_transcription: IT WAS DEAD BLACK IN COLOR WITH SLITTED EYES THAT HAD BEEN TOUCHED UP ARTFULLY TO BRING OUT THEIR VENOMOUS STARE THE HEAD ITSELF ROSE UP TO A ROUNDED POINT THAT ADDED TO THE INHUMAN BRUTALITY OF THE FACE HE WAS SEATED ON A THRONE GARRY SAW AND OTHER FIGURES LESS SKILFULLY CARVED WERE KNEELING BEFORE HIM AGAIN HE WAS STANDING ABOVE A PROSTRATE ENEMY A TRIPLE POINTED SPEAR RAISED TO DELIVER THE FINAL BLOW
phonemes: ɪt wʌz dˈɛd blˈæk ɪn kˈʌlɚ, wɪð slˈɪɾᵻd ˈaɪz ðæt hɐdbɪn tˈʌtʃt ˌʌp ˈɑːɹtfəli tə bɹˈɪŋ ˈaʊt ðɛɹ vˈɛnəməs stˈɛɹ. ðə hˈɛd ɪtsˈɛlf ɹˈoʊz ˌʌp tʊ ɐ ɹˈaʊndᵻd pˈɔɪnt ðæt ˈædᵻd tə ðɪ ɪnhjˈuːmən bɹuːtˈælᵻɾi ʌvðə fˈeɪs. hiː wʌz sˈiːɾᵻd ˌɔn ɐ θɹˈoʊn, ɡˈæɹi sˈɔː, ænd ˈʌðɚ fˈɪɡjɚz, lˈɛs skˈɪlfəli kˈɑːɹvd, wɜː nˈiːlɪŋ bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm. ɐɡˈɛn, hiː wʌz stˈændɪŋ əbˌʌv ɐ pɹˈɑːstɹeɪt ˈɛnəmi, ɐ tɹˈɪpəl pˈɔɪntᵻd spˈɪɹ ɹˈeɪzd tə dᵻlˈɪvɚ ðə fˈaɪnəl blˈoʊ.