text_original: Time passed. And then  was it the curse of crime, That night of nights, which forced my feet to climb To that locked bridal room?
text_transcription: TIME PASSED AND THEN WAS IT THE CURSE OF CRIME THAT NIGHT OF NIGHTS WHICH FORCED MY FEET TO CLIMB TO THAT LOCKED BRIDAL ROOM
phonemes: tˈaɪm pˈæst. ænd ðˈɛn wʌz ɪt ðə kˈɜːs ʌv kɹˈaɪm, ðæt nˈaɪt ʌv nˈaɪts, wˌɪtʃ fˈɔːɹst maɪ fˈiːt tə klˈaɪm tə ðæt lˈɑːkt bɹˈaɪdəl ɹˈuːm?