text_original: I think — but there's no saying — What made us so hateful was the rage Of our souls at finding ourselves a stage Where marionettes were playing : For a great actor once had trod Those boards and played the god.
text_transcription: I THINK BUT THERE'S NO SAYING WHAT MADE US SO HATEFUL WAS THE RAGE OF OUR SOULS AT FINDING OURSELVES A STAGE WHERE MARIONETTES WERE PLAYING FOR A GREAT ACTOR ONCE HAD TROD THOSE BOARDS AND PLAYED THE GOD
phonemes: aɪ θˈɪŋk — bˌʌt ðɛɹz nˈoʊ sˈeɪɪŋ — wˌʌt mˌeɪd ˌʌs sˌoʊ hˈeɪtfəl wʌzðə ɹˈeɪdʒ ʌv ˌaʊɚ sˈoʊlz æt fˈaɪndɪŋ aʊɚsˈɛlvz ɐ stˈeɪdʒ wˌɛɹ mˌæɹɪoʊnˈɛts wɜː plˈeɪɪŋ : fɚɹə ɡɹˈeɪt ˈæktɚ wˈʌns hæd tɹˈɑːd ðoʊz bˈɔːɹdz ænd plˈeɪd ðə ɡˈɑːd.