text_original: And true to their confession The holy Monks remained, And with their virgin life blood The Altar steps are stained. The poor arose right bravely, Their much loved Monks to aid, And many thus right gladly Their lives a forfeit made.
text_transcription: AND TRUE TO THEIR CONFESSION THE HOLY MONKS REMAINED AND WITH THEIR VIRGIN LIFE BLOOD THE ALTAR STEPS ARE STAINED THE POOR AROSE RIDE BRAVELY THEIR MUCH LOVED MONKS TO AID AND MANY DOES RIDE GLADLY THEIR LIVES OF FOREFEET MADE
phonemes: ænd tɹˈuː tə ðɛɹ kənfˈɛʃən ðə hˈoʊli mˈʌŋks ɹᵻmˈeɪnd, ænd wɪð ðɛɹ vˈɜːdʒɪn lˈaɪf blˈʌd ðɪ ˈɔltɚ stˈɛps ɑːɹ stˈeɪnd. ðə pˈʊɹ ɚɹˈoʊz ɹˈaɪt bɹˈeɪvli, ðɛɹ mˈʌtʃ lˈʌvd mˈʌŋks tʊ ˈeɪd, ænd mˈɛni ðˈʌs ɹˈaɪt ɡlˈædli ðɛɹ lˈaɪvz ɐ fˈɔːɹfɪt mˈeɪd.