text_original: "Your pardons crave, you them shall have, Behold them in our hands; We'll all agree to set you free, By dashing out your brains. "And as for you, enlisted crew, We'll raise your honors higher: Pray turn your eye, where you must lie, In yonder burning fire."
text_transcription: YOUR PARDONS CRAVE YOU THEM SHALL HAVE BEHOLD THEM IN OUR HANDS WE'LL ALL AGREE TO SET YOU FREE BY DASHING OUT YOUR BRAINS AND AS FOR YOU ENLISTED CREW WE'LL RAISE YOUR HONOURS HIGHER PRAY TURN YOUR EYE WHERE YOU MUST LIE IN YONDER BURNING FIRE
phonemes: "jʊɹ pˈɑːɹdənz kɹˈeɪv, juː ðˌɛm ʃˌæl hˈæv, bᵻhˈoʊld ðˌɛm ɪn ˌaʊɚ hˈændz; wiːl ˈɔːl ɐɡɹˈiː tə sˈɛt juː fɹˈiː, baɪ dˈæʃɪŋ ˈaʊt jʊɹ bɹˈeɪnz. "ænd æz fɔːɹ juː, ɛnlˈɪstᵻd kɹˈuː, wiːl ɹˈeɪz jʊɹ ˈɑːnɚz hˈaɪɚ: pɹˈeɪ tˈɜːn jʊɹ ˈaɪ, wˌɛɹ juː mˈʌst lˈaɪ, ɪn jˈɑːndɚ bˈɜːnɪŋ fˈaɪɚ."