text_original: And you come to me, and question me, and on pretence of saving my soul, you force me to look back upon that bygone horror — to live again through that time of madness — the destruction of my life. Cruel, cruel, cruel
text_transcription: AND YOU COME TO ME AND QUESTION ME AND ON PRETENCE OF SAVING MY SOUL YOU FORCE ME TO LOOK BACK UPON THAT BYGONE HORROR TO LIVE AGAIN THROUGH THAT TIME OF MADNESS THE DESTRUCTION OF MY LIFE CRUEL CRUEL CRUEL
phonemes: ænd juː kˈʌm tə mˌiː, ænd kwˈɛstʃən mˌiː, ænd ˌɔn pɹˈiːtɛns ʌv sˈeɪvɪŋ maɪ sˈoʊl, juː fˈɔːɹs mˌiː tə lˈʊk bˈæk əpˌɑːn ðæt bˈaɪɡɑːn hˈɔɹɚ — tə lˈɪv ɐɡˈɛn θɹuː ðæt tˈaɪm ʌv mˈædnəs — ðə dᵻstɹˈʌkʃən ʌv maɪ lˈaɪf. kɹˈuːəl, kɹˈuːəl, kɹˈuːəl