There isn't enough knowledge in this war
Not enough to prevent it
Not enough to stop it
What we need is to understand it
Understand the worst of our foes
The spots we can exploit
So I told Lord Megatron
All Autobots are much too weak
Screaming as I cut them open
To see what is inside of them
Their sparks go out much too quickly
And their Energon spills out everywhere
The prisoners know their fate
They still shout at me, call me childish names
That make them feel better than me somehow
"One-eye! Freak! Filthy Con!"
I do not care of that
Their fates are sealed in Energon
What I do not understand is
How many of them remain strong
Even in their last moments
No matter how many frames I study
No matter how many I test
I do not find the answer
Until one speaks to me
Going beyond insults
"What you're looking for
Isn't in our bodies."
I pressed to know more
But the Autobot refused
Taking my punishments in silence
Again and again it went
Until his final days
"No, it is not within bodies,"
He whispered, energon dripping blue
"But within our sparks."
With that he died
Leaving me at a loss
What knowledge can I gain from a spark?
None have ever understood such
How could I?
More and more mechs fall in my grasp
I study their sparks, every last one of them
Where is the answer, the Autobot said?
Did he lie in his last hours?
No, no, he couldn't have
But where is the answer?
Where is it in the spark?