text_original: He saw the black one place a jeweled head dress of barbaric splendor upon his ugly, pointed head, then rise and cross slowly to the heap of bodies. Spear in hand, he passed on to the serried rows of caskets. Those nearest were empty, as Garry knew; he had seen the eruption of life from within them.
text_transcription: HE SAW THE BLACK ONE PLACE A JEWELLED HEAD DRESS OF BARBARIC SPLENDOR UPON HIS UGLY POINTED HEAD THEN RISE AND CROSS SLOWLY TO THE HEAP OF BODIES SPEAR IN HAND HE PASSED ON TO THE SERRIED ROWS OF CASKET THOSE NEAREST WERE EMPTY AS GARRY KNEW HE HAD SEEN THE ERUPTION OF LIFE FROM WITHIN THEM
phonemes: hiː sˈɔː ðə blˈæk wˈʌn plˈeɪs ɐ dʒˈuːəld hˈɛd dɹˈɛs ʌv bɑːɹbˈæɹɪk splˈɛndɚɹ əpˌɑːn hɪz ˈʌɡli, pˈɔɪntᵻd hˈɛd, ðˈɛn ɹˈaɪz ænd kɹˈɔs slˈoʊli tə ðə hˈiːp ʌv bˈɑːdiz. spˈɪɹ ɪn hˈænd, hiː pˈæst ˌɔn tə ðə sˈɛɹid ɹˈoʊz ʌv kˈæskɪts. ðoʊz nˌɪɹɪst wɜːɹ ˈɛmpti, æz ɡˈæɹi nˈuː; hiː hæd sˈiːn ðɪ ɪɹˈʌpʃən ʌv lˈaɪf fɹʌm wɪðˈɪn ðˌɛm.