text_original: I looked up again as I said the amen, an' I seen that the dure Was standin' wide back from the moon, an' the light on the flure, An' I let out a curse, God forgive me, on top o' my prayer, I was manin' no harm, but it riz of itself from my heart o' despair.
text_transcription: I LOOKED UP AGAIN AS I SAT THE AMEN AND I SEEN THAT THE DOOR WAS STANDING WIDE BACK FROM THE MOON AND THE LIGHT ON THE FLOOR AND I LET OUT A CURSE GOD FORGIVE ME ON TOP OF MY PRAYER I WAS MEANING NO HARM BUT IT WAS OF ITSELF FROM MY HEART OF DESPAIR
phonemes: aɪ lˈʊkt ˌʌp ɐɡˈɛn æz aɪ sˈɛd ðɪ ˌeɪmˈɛn, æn aɪ sˈiːn ðætðə dˈʊɹ wʌz stˈændɪn wˈaɪd bˈæk fɹʌmðə mˈuːn, æn ðə lˈaɪt ɔnðə flˈʊɹ, æn aɪ lˈɛt ˈaʊt ɐ kˈɜːs, ɡˈɑːd fɚɡˈɪv mˌiː, ˌɔn tˈɑːp ˈoʊ maɪ pɹˈɛɹ, aɪ wʌz mˈænɪn nˈoʊ hˈɑːɹm, bˌʌt ɪt ɹˈɪz ʌv ɪtsˈɛlf fɹʌm maɪ hˈɑːɹt ˈoʊ dᵻspˈɛɹ.