When I die, the blood will be the poison of rock 'n' roll. And I'll welcome the audience to drink the remaining blood and eat my flesh. And they'll be... it will be like the altar. When I'm dead, I will somehow still remain in this universe somewhere. Somehow, I'll be here, in some form.

Where I'll be going to - the next rendezvous, so to speak - I'll be going to the next party. I mean, I'm actually quite excited. I'm looking forward to it. Because, I mean, this world here... it's really great to be able to live the way you want, as fast as you want. Play Russian roulette every day. Make it exciting, make it dangerous. And when you die, then you sort of go off into, like, another world. Probably in the next world... who knows. I mean, because I'm an alien in this world, the next world could be mine.