text_original: Shame on the costly mockery of piling stone on stone To those who won our liberty, the heroes dead and gone, While we look coldly on, and see law shielded ruffians slay The men who fain would win their own, the heroes of to day!
text_transcription: SHAME ON THE COSTLY MOCKERY OF PILING STONE ON STONE TO THOSE WHO WON OUR LIBERTY THE HEROES DEAD AND GONE WHILE WE LOOK COLDLY ON AND SEE LAW SHIELDED RUFFIANS SLAY THE MEN WHO FAIN WOULD WIN THEIR OWN THE HEROES OF TO DAY
phonemes: ʃˈeɪm ɔnðə kˈɔstli mˈɑːkɚɹi ʌv pˈaɪlɪŋ stˈoʊn ˌɔn stˈoʊn tə ðoʊz hˌuː wˈʌn ˌaʊɚ lˈɪbɚɾi, ðə hˈiəɹoʊz dˈɛd ænd ɡˈɔn, wˌaɪl wiː lˈʊk kˈoʊldli ˈɔn, ænd sˈiː lˈɔː ʃˈiːldᵻd ɹˈʌfiənz slˈeɪ ðə mˈɛn hˌuː fˈeɪn wʊd wˈɪn ðɛɹ ˈoʊn, ðə hˈiəɹoʊz ʌv tə dˈeɪ!