text_original: In some grog they mixed some laudanum And soon they fell asleep. And then these wretched monsters To their victim's berths did creep; Then to the Captain's cabin, Intent on blood did steer, And mangled his poor body, How dreadful for to hear.
text_transcription: IN SOME GROG THEY MIXED SOME LAUDANUM AND SOON THEY FELL ASLEEP AND THEN THESE WRETCHED MONSTERS TO THEIR VICTIMS BURST AND CREEP THEN TO THE CAPTAIN'S CABIN INTENT ON BLOOD DID STEER AND MANGLED HIS POOR BODY HOW DREADFUL FOR TO HEAR
phonemes: ɪn sˌʌm ɡɹˈɑːɡ ðeɪ mˈɪkst sˌʌm lˈɔːdænəm ænd sˈuːn ðeɪ fˈɛl ɐslˈiːp. ænd ðˈɛn ðiːz ɹˈɛtʃᵻd mˈɔnstɚz tə ðɛɹ vˈɪktɪmz bˈɜːθs dˈɪd kɹˈiːp; ðˈɛn tə ðə kˈæptɪnz kˈæbɪn, ɪntˈɛnt ˌɔn blˈʌd dˈɪd stˈɪɹ, ænd mˈæŋɡəld hɪz pˈʊɹ bˈɑːdi, hˌaʊ dɹˈɛdfəl fɔːɹ tə hˈɪɹ.