Quintessons are fictional aliens from the Transformers universe. Within the TV series, they are the creators of the Transformers, although in most other fictional universes featuring the Transformers, they have no such status. Although they have several body types, the name Quintesson focused on the "judge" Quintessons who have five (quint-) faces with five unique personalities.
The Quintessons are sinister robotic creatures with five sided heads, each side with a different face, including the face of death. These tentacled beings, who travel on beams of energy, are cruel and emotionless, and the creators of all the Transformers on Cybertron millions of years ago. The Quintessons never intended their intelligent machines to develop emotions. But, to their horror, the Transformers rose up against their masters and drove them away from Cybertron. The Quintessons retreated to a planet they named Quintessa, where they lived a stark and barren existence with their Sharkticon guards. Sinister and vicious, lacking any individualistic intelligence, the Sharkticons usually serve as executioners for their Quintesson masters, who toss condemned victims into the Sharkticon pit. The Quintessons finally decided to blow up their planet, Quintessa, to try to prevent Autobot captives and invaders from escaping. Their plot to destroy the Autobots failed. And now, without a world of their own, they roam the universe with their Sharkticons, making victims of whatever luckless beings cross their path. Their goal is to regain control of Cybertron and eradicate all Autobots and Decepticons. Yet, so manipulative and cunning are they, that they even tricked the Decepticons into helping them achieve their aim.
If I must live alone
Id rather do it by my self
For Ive never known a man
To shake his head and turn and walk away
Lookin at myself and all the things
That i believe in
Left dying in the silence
Of the things you never say
Sleepin by myself
Somehow Ive never held you
Oh I wish I needed a reason
Cause surely theres an answer to it all
Talkin to myself
Is somethingelse that Ive grown used to
One sided conversation
With a narrow minded wall
Talk to me
Oh cant you see
That I cant bear to give my dream to someone
Who would stand and let it fall
Lately to myself
Im the only one that holds me
One sided conversation
With a narrow minded wall
One sided conversation