text_original: Though half of my troops were afoot, (For the great who had borne them were slain) We dreamed we were tigers, and leaped And foamed with that vision insane. We cried "We are soldiers of doom, Doom, Sabres of glory and doom."
text_transcription: THOUGH HALF OF MY TROOPS WERE AFOOT FOR THE GREAT WHO HAD BORNE THEM WERE SLAIN WE DREAMED WE WERE TIGERS AND LEAPED AND FOAMED WITH THE VISION INSANE AND WE CRIED WE ARE SOLDIERS OF DOOM DOOM SABRES OF GLORY AND DOOM
phonemes: ðˌoʊ hˈæf ʌv maɪ tɹˈuːps wɜːɹ ɐfˈʊt, (fɚðə ɡɹˈeɪt hˌuː hæd bˈɔːɹn ðˌɛm wɜː slˈeɪn) wiː dɹˈiːmd wiː wɜː tˈaɪɡɚz, ænd lˈiːpt ænd fˈoʊmd wɪð ðæt vˈɪʒən ɪnsˈeɪn. wiː kɹˈaɪd "wiː ɑːɹ sˈoʊldʒɚz ʌv dˈuːm, dˈuːm, sˈeɪbɚz ʌv ɡlˈɔːɹi ænd dˈuːm."