text_original: My being trembled to its very center At that first kiss. Cold Reason stood aside With folded arms to let a grand Love enter In my Soul's secret chamber to abide. Its great High Priest, my first love and my last, There on its altar I consumed my past.
text_transcription: MY BEING TREMBLED TO ITS VERY CENTRE AT THAT FIRST KISS COLD REASONS TO THE SIDE WITH FOLDED ARMS TO LET A GRAND LOVE ENTER IN MY SOUL'S SECRET CHAMBER TO ABIDE ITS GREAT HIGH PRIEST MY FIRST LOVE AND MY LAST THERE ON ITS ALTAR I CONSUMED MY PAST
phonemes: maɪ bˌiːɪŋ tɹˈɛmbəld tʊ ɪts vˈɛɹi sˈɛntɚɹ æt ðæt fˈɜːst kˈɪs. kˈoʊld ɹˈiːzən stˈʊd ɐsˈaɪd wɪð fˈoʊldᵻd ˈɑːɹmz tə lˈɛt ɐ ɡɹˈænd lˈʌv ˈɛntɚɹ ɪn maɪ sˈoʊlz sˈiːkɹᵻt tʃˈeɪmbɚ tʊ ɐbˈaɪd. ɪts ɡɹˈeɪt hˈaɪ pɹˈiːst, maɪ fˈɜːst lˈʌv ænd maɪ lˈæst, ðɛɹ ˌɔn ɪts ˈɔltɚɹ aɪ kənsˈuːmd maɪ pˈæst.