text_original: " Go feed the fishes in the fjord. Your body to the waves ; your soul to the flames ! " With these words, he cut the taut rope. The fragment HAXS OF ICELAND. 519 still fastened to the iron ring lashed the ceiling, while the deep, dark waters splashed high as the body fell, then swept on their underground course.
text_transcription: GO FEED THE FISHES IN THE FIORD YOUR BODY TO THE WAVES YOUR SOUL TO THE FLAMES WITH THESE WORDS HE CUT THE TAUT ROPE THE FRAGMENT STILL FASTENED TO THE IRON RING LASHED THE CEILING WHILE THE DEEP DARK WATER SPLASHED HIGH AS THE BODY FELL THEN SWEPT ON THE UNDERGROUND COURSE
phonemes: " ɡˌoʊ fˈiːd ðə fˈɪʃᵻz ɪnðə fɪˈɔːɹd. jʊɹ bˈɑːdi tə ðə wˈeɪvz ; jʊɹ sˈoʊl tə ðə flˈeɪmz ! " wɪð ðiːz wˈɜːdz, hiː kˈʌt ðə tˈɔːt ɹˈoʊp. ðə fɹˈæɡmənt hˈæksz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. fˈaɪvhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪntiːn stˈɪl fˈæsənd tə ðɪ ˈaɪɚn ɹˈɪŋ lˈæʃt ðə sˈiːlɪŋ, wˌaɪl ðə dˈiːp, dˈɑːɹk wˈɔːɾɚz splˈæʃt hˈaɪ æz ðə bˈɑːdi fˈɛl, ðˈɛn swˈɛpt ˌɔn ðɛɹ ˈʌndɚɡɹˌaʊnd kˈɔːɹs.