text_original: Your war is on the night: Shadow by shadow we escape its reign, As from the holy seed within your brain The world is sown with light. Let not your battle cease ! Another Night remains, nor till its sway Ends in the morning of a vaster Day Shall men have perfect peace.
text_transcription: YOUR WAR IS ON THE NIGHT SHADOW BY SHADOW WE ESCAPE ITS RAIN AS FROM THE HOLY SEAT WITHIN YOUR BRAIN THE WORLD IS SOWN WITH LIGHT LET NOT YOUR BATTLE CEASE ANOTHER NIGHT REMAINS NOR TILL ITS SWAY ENDS IN THE MORNING OF A VASTER DAY SHALL MAN HAVE PERFECT PEACE
phonemes: jʊɹ wˈɔːɹ ɪz ɔnðə nˈaɪt: ʃˈædoʊ baɪ ʃˈædoʊ wiː ɛskˈeɪp ɪts ɹˈeɪn, æz fɹʌmðə hˈoʊli sˈiːd wɪðˌɪn jʊɹ bɹˈeɪn ðə wˈɜːld ɪz sˈoʊn wɪð lˈaɪt. lˈɛt nˌɑːt jʊɹ bˈæɾəl sˈiːs ! ɐnˈʌðɚ nˈaɪt ɹᵻmˈeɪnz, nˈɔːɹ tˈɪl ɪts swˈeɪ ˈɛndz ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ əvə vˈæstɚ dˈeɪ ʃˌæl mˈɛn hæv pˈɜːfɛkt pˈiːs.