text_original: Ten thousand man hating tigers Whirling down from the north, like a flood! Ten thousand mammoths oncoming From the south as avengers of blood! Our child queen was mourning, her magic was dead, The roots of the Tiger Tree reeking with red.
text_transcription: TEN THOUSAND MAN HATING TIGERS WHIRLING DOWN FROM THE NORTH LIKE A FLOOD TEN THOUSAND MAMMOTHS ON COMING FROM THE SOUTH AS AVENGERS OF BLOOD OUR CHILD QUEEN WAS MOURNING HER MAGIC WAS DEAD THE ROOTS OF THE TIGER TREE REEKING WITH RED
phonemes: tˈɛn θˈaʊzənd mˈæn hˈeɪɾɪŋ tˈaɪɡɚz wˈɜːlɪŋ dˌaʊn fɹʌmðə nˈɔːɹθ, lˈaɪk ɐ flˈʌd! tˈɛn θˈaʊzənd mˈæməθs ˈɑːŋkʌmɪŋ fɹʌmðə sˈaʊθ æz ɐvˈɛndʒɚz ʌv blˈʌd! ˌaʊɚ tʃˈaɪld kwˈiːn wʌz mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, hɜː mˈædʒɪk wʌz dˈɛd, ðə ɹˈuːts ʌvðə tˈaɪɡɚ tɹˈiː ɹˈiːkɪŋ wɪð ɹˈɛd.