text_original: Torture had no terror for them. Men, women, and children marched to their punishment as if they were on their way to a merry festival, singing as they went. As they died, they turned their faces toward Geneva, blessing God for John Calvin.
text_transcription: TORTURE HAD NO TERROR FOR THEM MEN WOM AND CHILDREN MARCHED TO THEIR PUNISHMENT AS IF THEY WERE ON THEIR WAY TO A MERRY FESTIVAL SINGING AS THEY WENT AS THEY DIED THEY TURNED THEIR FACES TOWARDS GENEVA BLESSING GOD FOR JOHN CALVIN
phonemes: tˈɔːɹtʃɚ hæd nˈoʊ tˈɛɹɚ fɔːɹ ðˌɛm. mˈɛn, wˈɪmɪn, ænd tʃˈɪldɹən mˈɑːɹtʃt tə ðɛɹ pˈʌnɪʃmənt æz ɪf ðeɪ wɜːɹ ˌɔn ðɛɹ wˈeɪ tʊ ɐ mˈɛɹi fˈɛstɪvəl, sˈɪŋɪŋ æz ðeɪ wˈɛnt. æz ðeɪ dˈaɪd, ðeɪ tˈɜːnd ðɛɹ fˈeɪsᵻz təwˈɔːɹd dʒənˈiːvə, blˈɛsɪŋ ɡˈɑːd fɔːɹ dʒˈɑːn kˈælvɪn.