When the war emerges a second time
The sparklings will come...
When Cybertron is near, but not exactly, death
The sparklings will come...
Find a sparkling, femme of the scout of Prime
The Knight of the dark shall come to you
The oldest mech in the ship of deception
Will give you the heir of lord
For the heir of a gladiator, search across kaon
For a mech with the color of blue and white
And hidden away from her sire's rival
A femme of Pax awaits unseen
The two disciples of Primus and Unicron
One shall fall and one shall rise
If Primus rises then the galaxy shall be shaped
By the way the sparklings desire
Five sparklings to live on the brightest night
Five younglings to end the fight
Darkness will rise to bring the light
The sparklings are coming...