text_original: Off goes the tunic Of Martin Luther; Off go the fetters That bound human thought. It flashes and lightens, Girdled with flame; Matter, exalt thyself; Satan has won!
text_transcription: OFF GOES THE TUNIC OF MARTIN LUTHER OFF GO THE FETTERS THAT BOUND HUMAN THOUGHT IT FLASHES AND LIGHTENS GIRDLED WITH FLAME MATTER EXALT THYSELF SATAN HAS A WAN
phonemes: ˈɔf ɡoʊz ðə tˈuːnɪk ʌv mˈɑːɹtɪn lˈuːðɚ; ˈɔf ɡˌoʊ ðə fˈɛɾɚz ðæt bˈaʊnd hjˈuːmən θˈɔːt. ɪt flˈæʃᵻz ænd lˈaɪʔn̩z, ɡˈɜːdəld wɪð flˈeɪm; mˈæɾɚ, ɛɡzˈɑːlt ðaɪsˈɛlf; sˈeɪtən hɐz wˈʌn!