text_original: Like other generations before them, the humans of this age rallied to the banner of the whip and the rope. Not since the War had blood been spilled, but the destructive madness of homo sapiens found joy in the word of the Prophet, and though the blood was only the red sap of androids, the thrill was there.
text_transcription: LIKE OTHER GENERATIONS BEFORE THEM THE HUMANS OF THIS AGE RALLIED TO THE BANNER OF THE WHIP AND THE ROPE NOT SINCE THE WAR HAD BLOOD BEEN SPILLED BUT THE DESTRUCTIVE MADNESS OF HOMO SAPIENS FOUND JOY IN THE WORD OF THE PROPHET AND THOUGH THE BLOOD WAS ONLY THE RED SAP OF ANDROIDS THE THRILL WAS THERE
phonemes: lˈaɪk ˈʌðɚ dʒˌɛnɚɹˈeɪʃənz bᵻfˈɔːɹ ðˌɛm, ðə hjˈuːmənz ʌv ðɪs ˈeɪdʒ ɹˈælid tə ðə bˈænɚɹ ʌvðə wˈɪp ænd ðə ɹˈoʊp. nˌɑːt sˈɪns ðə wˈɔːɹ hæd blˈʌd bˌɪn spˈɪld, bˌʌt ðə dᵻstɹˈʌktɪv mˈædnəs ʌv hˈoʊmoʊ sˈæpiənz fˈaʊnd dʒˈɔɪ ɪnðə wˈɜːd ʌvðə pɹˈɑːfɪt, ænd ðˌoʊ ðə blˈʌd wʌz ˈoʊnli ðə ɹˈɛd sˈæp ʌv ˈændɹɔɪdz, ðə θɹˈɪl wʌz ðˈɛɹ.