text_original: But higher magic began. For the turbulent vassals of man. You harnessed their fever, you conquered their ire, Their hearts turned to flowers through holy desire, For their darling and star you were crowned, And their raging demons were bound.
text_transcription: BUT HIGHER MAGIC BEGAN FOR THE TURBULENT VASSALS OF MAN YOU HARNESSED THEIR FEVER YOU CONQUERED THEIR IRE THEIR HEARTS TURNED TO FLOWERS THROUGH HOLY DESIRE FOR THEIR DARLING AND STAR YOU WERE CROWNED AND THEIR RAGING DEMONS WERE BOUND
phonemes: bˌʌt hˈaɪɚ mˈædʒɪk bɪɡˈæn. fɚðə tˈɜːbjʊlənt vˈæsəlz ʌv mˈæn. juː hˈɑːɹnɪst ðɛɹ fˈiːvɚ, juː kˈɑːŋkɚd ðɛɹ ˈaɪɚ, ðɛɹ hˈɑːɹts tˈɜːnd tə flˈaʊɚz θɹuː hˈoʊli dɪzˈaɪɚ, fɔːɹ ðɛɹ dˈɑːɹlɪŋ ænd stˈɑːɹ juː wɜː kɹˈaʊnd, ænd ðɛɹ ɹˈeɪdʒɪŋ dˈiːmənz wɜː bˈaʊnd.